He dropped his gun to his side and told Brenda to sit down, pointing the gun in the direction of where he wants her to sit. Shaquan sat on the edge of the sofa arm, I sat in the single recliner that was positioned across the living room nearest the door and window. Shaquan puts his gun on the table and explains his side of what’s going on. Brenda was supposed to get an abortion nine years ago, he found out that she never got it. Yall, this girl had her daughter staying with her parents and Shaquan being who he is went to check up on them to make sure they were okay and saw the little girl playing in the front lawn. Yall know I had to ask if he gave her $15,000.00 for an abortion, of course he says no. The $15,000.00 was for the money he lost while she wasn’t working. Which leads me to assume she’s a “working girl”. I don’t know if yall calculated that up in yall heads but umm $15,000.00 in three weeks. Ok, moving on, back to the story. I tell Brenda that it’s best if she tries to make up the money so this doesn’t happen again, I tell Shaquan that his daughter is cute and although he never wanted her it’s a tad easier when a man raise little girls. This is when it started to get deep yall but, I have to head out so I’ll have to pick up where I left off when I get a free minute.
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