While Charles and Michelle talked over the sponsored commercials on the radio, Allen smiled. He was happy to be home, but even happier that his boy, his best friend had found the one thing that he waited for GOD to bless him with. He thought momentarily about Shawn and wondered if she would ever get things right in her life. He hoped she would have called before he left Toronto, but his phone never rang. The day after they met, he left a note for her with his contact information and ordered her a dozen yellow roses from the florist shop in the hotel lobby. In an attempt to avoid a last minute conversation, he left instructions with the concierge to have them delivered after he left for the office. Charles pulled up to Allen's place a little after 9:00 pm. Allen exited the vehicle and removed his luggage from the back of the truck with the help of Charles. Michelle sat in the truck as Charles walked Allen to his door.
"So what do you think?" Charles asked Allen.
"What do I think about what?"
"About Michelle. What do you think about Michelle?"
I think she is cool. I didn't really get a chance to talk with her much.
But I think she is cool."
"So you don't really like her?"
"C," Allen began to laugh. "I think she is cool. I like her. I think all
that really matters is what you feel bruh. When did you start caring
about what other people thought?"
"I've always cared what you thought. What you thought always meant
the most to me."
"Well, I like her."
"Thanks man. That means a lot to me."
"C, more importantly, how do you feel about her?"
"What do you mean?"
"How do you feel about her? I know that you are having a baby with
her and all, but do you love her or do you love the idea of having a
family?"
"I love her. I love her more than any woman that I have ever loved
before."
"C, you have never loved a woman before."
"I have loved a woman. You remember Stacy Littleton?"
"Yeah I remember her."
"I loved her."
"C, that was in elementary school."
"I still loved her. It was just young love."
"Really C, how do you feel about this girl? More importantly, how
does she feel about you?"
"I think she loves me."
"Well, friend to friend, thinking that she loves you is not enough. If
you don't know that she loves you, you are making a mistake with this
union. Find that out before you make this life changing decision."
"Dog, don't frown upon my happiness. I am finally trusting love.
Don't take away the hope that I have to make it work."
"You right man. I just want you to be sure that's all. I wish you the
best my brotha."
"Thank you dog. I'll see you Sunday at my place. Tip off is at 9:30am
sharp. Michelle is going to cook breakfast for us also."
"I'll be there."