Monday, July 9, 2007

The Baby Incident

Hell have no fury and Heaven help the man brave enough to cross a woman who is the godchild of Melody Montgomery, one of the most well connected, influential and lets not forget vengeful women in town. When it came to power she had it an used it to bend others to her will just for the sake of knowing that she still could. She was married to the most power defense attorneys in three counties, George Montgomery and had been for the past thirty years…and let me tell you she had a hold on that man that was unnatural. Anyway, Nikki had gone crying to Melody for guidance as soon as she found out about her husband stepping out on her two weeks ago and Melody had advise her on just what to do and had even set some of the wheels in motion to leave this young brother sailing up shit creek without a paddle for lack of a better analogy.

Now back at the shop…you didn’t think that we were finished there did you? Qualisha had disappeared on “business” after the morning happenings, so the shop was a buzz with opinions about what each person would have done if it had happened to them. You know people are always so bold and brave when they’re on the outside of the situation. While that conversation continued, another situation began to bubble and boil over right under the dryers.

Two complete strangers sat talking over the sound of the dryers about what else, but their children. Everything was going fine until one of the young mothers named Sasha reached into her purse and pulled out her wallet full of pictures of her 11 month old baby girl, Cree. The second mother, Robin, gasped in disbelief and said, “that looks just like my baby.” Robin reached in her bag and pulled out a wallet sized photo album filled with what at first glance looked like the same child.

“Oh my God,” a stunned Sasha replied, “they look almost like twins. How old is your baby?” She said as she flipped through the pages of Robin’s little photo album.

“Eleven months. She’ll be a year old on the 15 of this month.” She said smiling as she watched this young mother go through the pictures of her precious daughter. She gushed with motherly pride as Sasha seemed to melt with every turn of the page but then…Sasha stopped and her face went blank as she stared at the family picture at the end of the album. “How old is your little girl?” Robin asked to break the silence.

As if she was lost in a daze she said, “eleven…months. Is…this…Robbie Harrison?”

“Huh?” Robin responded and started to become a little uneasy as this woman she didn’t even know question her about her husband. She became defensive and questioned, “why?”

“Because that’s Cree’s father,” and with that all attention surrounding these two particular dryers shifted from talk of Qualisha and Nikki to the loud conversation that was brewing in the back of the shop. Any time two women share paternity of their children there are issues, but to share paternity and not know it…scandalous and then to find out in the hair salon. Talk about getting a girl’s dandruff up.

“What?!” Robin questioned in a disbelieving tone and with that question, the hoods on the hair dryers came up. That is code for there is about to be some “drama in here.” Robin continued to grow angrier as every word spilled out of her mouth, “ What do you mean her father? Girl this is my husband! We’ve been married for almost two years. He ain’t got no babies other than my Bobbi.”

“Husband?” Sasha gasped as she rumbled through her purse again and pulled out a “family photo” of herself, her daughter and what appeared to be the same guy in Robin’s family photo and to make matters worst he was wearing the same blue button front shirt and yellow tie in both pictures. “Robbie is my ex-boyfriend. We broke up because he wouldn’t set a date.”

Robin stared at the photo and rage just built up in her as she stared at her life in being mirrored by someone else, she caught the end of Sasha’s statement and quickly shot back, “ Date for what?”

Robin held her breath as she listen to the words that she didn’t want to hear pour out of Sasha’s mouth, “to get married. We were engaged and had been for a year before we broke up last month.” The words were like acid to Robin’s ears and she felt her chest tightening as this complete stranger made accusations against her husband.

Robin instantly went into marriage protection mode. “You a damn lie!” Robin stated flat out.

“What?” Sasha replied as she too went into relationship protection mode even though she has supposedly broken up with this guy.

“I said you a damn lie.” And with that Robin stood up, which prompted Sasha stand up also.

“I don’t even know you. What do I have to lie to you for,” and with that Sasha’s hand went to her hips, “Besides if Robbie is your husband, then the first thing you need to do is take this up with him.” An almost unanimous “hmmmmn” went through the shop.

Mark stepped in to try to resolve the situation, but it was all but over before he could get a word in. “No. The first thing I need to do is get an AIDS test and then I’ll deal with him. You. You lucky that I’m a saved woman now.” With that Robin pulled her smock off, grabbed her purse, over paid Monique and left the salon…rollers and all. At least Sasha took the time to finish getting her hair done…that is after she reached Robbie’s voicemail with an urgent message to get in contact with her.

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