Lessons From A Hidden Treasure: An Interlude

by Antoinette Sherell

“I’m dead ass! I brought these to make sure you’re good ’cause you seemed off and shit earlier. Now we’re on the scene, and you look like you rather be somewhere else. Don’t tell me you ‘bout to switch up like yo fam. You know that’s what the hood is saying.”

this nigga ain't ya friend Pierre. run away IMMEDIATELY. because WHAT? first, bringing pills that had you fucked up in the first place to feed them too you again and then saying "oh we heard you're trying to do better for yourself, I know you ain't tryna be a lame like your folks" whaaaat!?!

They think y’all gon’ live lavish without putting in work while we still in the trenches.

whaaaat!?!? how would they not be putting in work? they've simply worked ENOUGH so now they have OPTIONS as to which "work" they choose to do...this nigga a hater.

I’m done handling this nigga’s problems, wifey.”

oh he want to get his shit rocked...

“Don’t make excuses. If you want me to stay the night with you, then say that.”

you want some quality time with a nigga. Stay in the car while I get her inside, and I got you.”

I bet your favorite did.

Shabu?

“We gon’ feed each other. Our shit has to go both ways or you gon’ end up looking for food off an empty plate. I feed so many mouths, you gotta check in and make sure I ain’t starving, aight?”

but none of it alarmed him more than watching a pediatrician check his son for hearing complications.

Pierre refused to leave his son where he was unwanted.

but he’d wing it if it meant ensuring Paris was loved without conditions. None of his children would go without as long as his lungs worked.

“You said I got you out of doing ten to twenty, right? That means I want to see you doing major things for the next ten to twenty years. No slacking. No wasting time that you’re lucky enough to still have.

“I’m a nerd, remember? I know how to read between the lines.”

“Phone for phone. You clearly want all my attention, so you need to give whatever you’re asking for. Hand it here.”

Now, buck up because I better not catch you letting a bitch see you sweat.”

Nigga, you’re going through an attack right now, and I see it! You think I didn’t notice that shit in the car the day I dropped you home?”

“I’m trying,” he uttered, staring at her with panicked eyes that caved in her chest.

“Mad at myself but proud of you for not taking no shit, even if it’s me. Let’s go.”

“Your daddy is a superstar,” she whispered to Paris,

“One ain’t better than the other, P. Theirs just had some bruises from hitting the ground already, while yours was hanging on to that damn tree limb by a thread. Your apple falling on top of theirs gave yours a smoother landing.”

“You’re done, and we’re on a new wave. I was thinking about the bigger picture, but you just blew that shit out of the frame. Your vision just gave me a way to leave the game sooner. Give me a few months, and it’ll be up. I told you, if you got plans worth me putting my money into, then I got you. When are you releasing the full songs?”

Our kids gon’ have a lot of family,”

“Treasure is mine, manman. I can touch her if I want.”