Rhythm's Blues

by Kimberly Brown

“My grams always said some things are meant to be a part of your history, but not your destiny.”

Some things and people are meant for a season. Once they serve their purpose in your life, you gotta be okay with getting that shit up outta there.”

“Why you looking at me like that, ma?” I asked in her ear.

HEHEHE I died “ma” are you kidding I love it

“Nah, baby. I need you where you can’t run from me,” I said. “I’m not a runner,” Rhythm tossed over her shoulder. “Fucking with me, you will be.”