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“Do you want to talk about it?” Legend asks, and I reflect on how far he and I have come over the past couple of months. After that initial conversation and his afternoon at the house, we worked diligently on having a relationship. He is in therapy for the things he dealt with concerning his disability and asked me to come with him to a couple of therapy sessions. We talked through some childhood misconceptions and gained a new respect for each other, but what is between my Angel and me is not anyone else’s business.
“Thanks for the offer, Legend, but I have to figure this out myself.”
“You know, when I was trying to figure out how to understand all the information that was coming at me from all directions, I had to learn to filter through all the bullshit and focus on the basics, the simple truth in the melee of data. I say all of that to say it is probably a lot simpler than you think it is. Push all the other unnecessary crap out of the way and find the base truth, and you’ll probably have your answer.”
“That’s good advice. I probably am overthinking it. Anyways I know you didn’t come over here to talk to me about my conundrum. What’s going on?”
“Well, uh, I bought a house.”
“Wait, what? Didn’t you just sell your other house and were homeless? Now you’re able to buy a house?”
“Wow, thanks. I like your summary of my life. It wasn’t that cut and dry, and you know it.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry. Where did you buy a house?”
“I bought a house in the Loop.”
“The Loop? Like this Loop?”
“Yes, the new building a few blocks from here.”
“How can you afford that? I think you better get to talking,” I tell him.
“Always the big brother,” he says, leaning back in his chair as the story pours out of him.
“Well damn. That’s amazing, so you came here to tell me you bought a house?”
“Yes, and to ask for your girlfriend's assistance with decorating.”
“Aww, I see. Do you want me to ask her for you? Or do you want me to give you her number so you can ask her yourself?”
“I’ll ask her,” he says. I find her card in my wallet and hand it to him.
“I am proud of you, brother,” I say, meaning it.
“For once, my disability has become an ability. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have thought of any of it,” he says.
“It’s all about perspective, right?”
“Right,” he says, smiling, and after thirty-plus years I actually have a brother.
Ten
Trinitee
It has been three months. Tonight is the night I find out if he wants to move past our contract trial period. I ensure everything is in its proper place, and I spend even more time and attention on my appearance tonight. We are going to dinner and finishing the night at the club, and after that, I will either come back to his house with him or go to Shannon’s house to curl up and cry my eyes out.
“Okay, sis, I will wait up if you can text me and let me know what’s going on. Are you sure you don’t want me to come to the club?”
“I’m sure, sis. And I will try to remember to text you.”
“You better, or I will roll up to that club and flip that bitch over!” she declares, and I know she means it.
“I love you, sis.”
“I love you too,” I tell her.
“Well, if nothing else, you look amazing, and I hope tonight turns out better than you could imagine,” she says, hugging me when we walk outside to get in our cars to head to our perspective destination.
