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Avery looked at Heather.
“You hear this nigga?”
“I hear him.”
I threw my hands up.
“What the fuck y’all want me to say? Sorry? Fine. I’m fucking sorry. There.”
Heather’s eyes widened.
“There?”
“Yes!”
“Like you just apologized for stepping on my fucking shoe?”
“What you want me to do, cry?”
“No, nigga! Take accountability!”
“I AM!”
“No, you’re not!”
“I just said sorry!”
“That ain’t accountability!”
“What the fuck is accountability then, Heather? You want me to go back in time and unfuck Avery?”
Avery gasped.
“You disrespectful motherfucker.”
“You know what the fuck I mean!”
“No, say exactly what you mean.”
I rubbed my hands down my face.
This shit was getting ridiculous.
“Look. Carter is here. Collin is here. I take care of both of them.”
Heather laughed.
“You take care of Collin?”
“Yes!”
“That’s why I had to file child support?”
“Oh, here we fucking go with that bullshit.”
“Bullshit?”
“Yes, bullshit! I give you whatever the fuck you need!”
