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SEVEN

Deedee turned off the television and picked up her cell phone checking for messages from Coco. It was two-thirty in the morning and Deedee was wide-awake when she hit the redial button. She listened to the outgoing message on Miss Katie’s answering machine. She waited patiently for the extended beep.

“Yo Coco, this is Dee. Hit me when you get this. Let me know you’re okay and how Miss Katie is doing.”

It was the fourth or fifth message she had left since yesterday. She also tried sending text messages to Coco but there was no response. She felt tired but sleep would not come.

Since arriving home, Deedee had Coco and Miss Katie on her mind. She explained the incident to her uncle’s fiancée, Sophia, who had long since retired to bed. She told Sophia how scary things got when the girl pulled out the gun, but Sophia seemed uninterested. She only suggested that Deedee stay away from the area and take out an order of protection against the girls. The advice was curt but Deedee didn’t mind. She knew that Sophia was more concerned with her situation with Eric than high school girls fighting.

Deedee’s mind was still on the incident when the ringing of the phone startled her. She rushed to get it.

“Hello, Josephine.” Deedee said flatly.

“It’s Coco. She hasn’t called since I left her some hours ago… No, Jo, earlier me and Coco and these girls… the same girls who had a fight with you, well we were kicking their asses and one of them pulled out a gun and fired a shot… Jo, Miss Katie was outside and… I don’t think so, but she was laid out in the hallway when I left. And Coco was supposed to call me after they got to the hospital, but I haven’t heard from her yet.”

Josephine was crying on the other end of the line. Deedee felt something else had drawn Josephine’s wailing.

“How’re things going so far with you and your mother?” Deedee asked warily. “I’m sorry to hear that y’all fighting again… Jo, if you want you could come here and live maybe finish school and… Let me know and I’ll make the arrangements, okay… Bye.”

Deedee sat up in bed, thinking about the conversation. She knew she would need her uncle’s approval for Josephine to stay. She dialed his number. He picked up after the third ring.

“Uncle E., I hate to be bothering you but I just wanna know if I can have a friend stay with us for the semester, maybe? It’s ah… Josephine. She and her parents are going through a bad divorce and she can’t concentrate in school… That’ll be good Uncle. She’ll be happy to know. When am I gonna see you? Dinner at seven sounds good… and yes I’ll get a note to her parents so that she can legitimately enroll in school… Wow Uncle, you’re always in the studio working and… you almost live there. Anyway I’ll see you later.”

Deedee turned off the lights, laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling until she fell asleep.