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“Enjoy your freedom, Mommas. You won’t be free for long.” The line disconnected after the second sentence, leaving me with unresolved emotions. Furrowed brows led to a satisfied smile. Placing the phone against my chest, I laid my head against my door. Mommas.
“You done crying ’bout that nigga?”
“You with me, Mommas. There’s no safer, better place to be. I’ll stand on that, any time, any place.”