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“Good morning to you too.”
“Heather.”
“What?”
“You know I take care of Collin.”
I finally looked at him.
“Do you?”
His jaw tightened.
“Yes.”
“Consistently?”
“I give you money.”
“When you feel like it.”
“You got money.”
I laughed.
There it was.
“So because I have money, you don’t have to support your son?”
“That ain’t what I said.”
“That’s exactly what you said.”
“I buy him shit.”
“Congratulations. So do I.”
“Heather, you doing this because you mad.”
“No, Xay. I filed this shit before everything even blew up.”
He got quiet.
Exactly.
“Remember?”
He looked away.
“I told you then. I’m not chasing you every week asking you for shit for your own child.”
“You don’t gotta chase me.”
“I shouldn’t have to ask you at all.”
A court officer opened the door.
“Lawless matter?”
