“You good, Chocolate?” I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. This must have been a lot for her. She was leaving her life behind in the blink of an eye with no more than promises from a stranger. “You didn’t tell me I was gon’ have to climb into a damn trash can,” she spat, causing me to burst into laughter. Images of what Polo must have had to endure flashed through my head. “I didn’t want to alarm you.” I smirked. “Do I look like a climb in the trash type of girl?” She was rolling her neck. “Naw, baby, you like the most precious thing on this planet, and that’s why I needed to get you
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