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Chapters (43)
  1. WAHIDA CLARK PRESENTS:
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  40. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  41. Chapter Forty
  42. Chapter Forty-One
  43. Wahida Clark on Mental and Behavioral Health

“Fuck that, Kay! Your time is up. I’m going back to our house in California this week, and you won’t be able to stop me.”

“Your ass ain’t going nowhere until Trae says so. He asked me to keep an eye on his family, and I can’t do that with you way across the country. So, your ass ain’t going nowhere! Even if you have to be here another year, or however long it takes.”

That was when the door flew open and my wife looked as if she was ready to draw blood from my man. I stepped from behind him; when she saw me, the look on her face was priceless.

Angel yelled out, “That’s right! Surprise, bitch! I got your evil ass on video. You feel stupid right about now, don’t you? Go ahead and say it. You feel stupid, don’t you? Oh, I can’t wait to put this on blast.”

Tasha stood there speechless and in shock. Finally, she found her voice.

“Babeeee.” She covered her mouth as the tears welled up in her eyes.

“Now what? Say it, Tasha! Tell me I’m the man,” Kaylin boasted while pounding on his chest. “Go ahead! Tell me! Say it! I told you I was gon’ make the shit happen!”

“Nigga, leave my wife alone,” I told him as I grabbed her and hugged her tight. “Daddy’s home now.” I backed my wife into the bedroom and kicked the door shut. Everyone burst into laughter and applause.

Chapter Five

TASHA

Oh, my God! This was finally happening. The room was spinning, but my heart and head were no longer heavy. I couldn’t believe it. My baby! He’s finally home. Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! My baby is home! A few minutes ago, I was one angry, miserable— did I say angry—bitch! I could no longer hold it in. I was right at the edge, and God sent me an angel. My angel. Oooh, I was so happy. I had to pray right then and there.

Dear God, thank you from the bottom of my heart. If I didn’t think you were real before, I am a believer now. You came to my aid when I needed you the most. I bear witness to your power. I needed this nigga. My nigga. My husband. Oh, I needed him!

“Babeee!, I squealed with delight I can’t believe you are finally here.”