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“Baby, the safest place in your world is with me.”
Nobody called me fucking Stanley but my mama, and I hated that shit. I loved my pops, but I couldn’t rock with his name. Whoever heard of a thug named Stanley?
“Preferences are like elbows and assholes. Everybody has one. Bye, Stanley.”
“Is it crack? Are you smoking that good shit? It’s that or you rode that short yellow bus to school.”
“I am. I’m not a lil’ baby that’s gon’ listen. You don’t run me. I may not trust you, but I’m not afraid of you.”
She was addicting, and I felt the last loose screw come undone. Behind her, I would become completely unhinged.
“Pack you a bag. You’re coming home with me.” Just like that, I was sprung.
“Either you gon’ be with me, I’m gon’ be with you, or we gon’ be together.”
“I love you and you love me. We can be Barney and the gang, or we can be Freddy versus Jason ’round this muthafucka, but you can’t get rid of me. Now, I have some business to attend to today. When I get back, I’m gonna cook a nice meal for you and your mama, and we are gonna eat dinner like the family we are.”
