Mommy's Angel
A Novel
Chapter One: R.I.P Curtis
Stop playin'! Wet my hair and see what I do!" I yelled. Jamal was supposed to be washing his mom's car but he kept pointing that damn water hose in my direction, trying to mess up my jump.
"Aww, shut up, Angel! You ain't goin' do shit!" Jamal said, pointing the water at me again.
"MOM!" I yelled across the street. "Tell Jamal to leave me alone 'fore I hurt 'im!"
"Jamal, don't make me come down off these steps," my mom said with a smile on her face. "You can mess with anybody you want, but when it come to my kids, I'll beat ya ass."
"I ain't doin' nothin', Ms. Carmina," Jamal lied. "Ya daughter just mad 'cause she can't jump. She tryna find somebody to blame."
"Oh, please! I can jump!" I shouted. "You keep squirtin' me with that water and..." Just then Jamal pointed the hose at me again and water got in my mouth. That was it. I spit the water out in disgust and ran toward Jamal. He dropped the hose and took off. When I caught up to him halfway down the block, I slapped the shit out of him.
"Ahh shit! You heavy-handed!"
"Ha! Ha!" I laughed a ... read full excerpt from Mommy's Angel: A Novel ebook
