Part IIII

This week’s installment is late! I know. I usually write it on Sunday nights, but Mr. A came back from his trip last night so you know I had to handle my grown folk business. So, here is Part iiii in which Angel’s mother asks an innocent question, one that has repercussions that WILL reverberate far beyond this free read. Parts i, ii and iii for those who aren’t caught up. Now, carry on…

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Heavy steps pounded down the stairs. Gabe stood at the front door, hand on the knob as he waited for hi...