Praise the Lord

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Dorinda POV

Nikki: And you'll be back tomorrow night right mama?

Dorinda: Yes baby

Nikki: And you'll wake me up so I can see you when you get home?

Dorinda: No it's gonna be to late when I get home but I'll see you as soon as you wake up in the morning

Nikki: Oh okay

Dorinda: Should I wear the Blue shoes with this or the Black ones?

Nikki: Both

Dorinda: Now how am I gonna wear both little girl

Nikki: Put the black one on this foot and the blue on the other it's cute

Nikki bust out laughing and so did Doe.

Dorinda: You so silly Nik

Nikki: Mom?

Dorinda: Mhm?

Nikki: Can we get a puppy?

Dorinda: No you don't need a dog

Nikki: Please I'll take good care of it

Dorinda: Baby I don't think you're ready for a puppy it's a big responsibility

Nikki: Mommy I'm gonna walk her and wash her and play with her. I'll take care of it all by myself I promise

Dorinda: Okay I'll talk to Daddy about it

Nikki: Yay!! So we can get it next week if he says yes?

Dorinda: No boo it'll be for your Christmas or your birthday

Nikki: But that's all the way in December or January

Dorinda: Nikkia

Dorinda gave her the "What did I just say" look and Nikki understood.

Nikki: Are you gonna bring me something back?

Dorinda: Don't I always bring you something back huh?

Nikki: Yes, wait, what time is it ma?

Dorinda: 6:04

Nikki: Oh I gotta go ThunderCats is on

Dorinda: As soon as daddy gets home we're gonna eat, alright?

Nikki: Okay

Nikki ran out the room and Dorinda just laughed, there was no doubt that Nikkia was her child. After packing she sat on her bed reading the last couple pages of 'The House on Mango Street' which she'd started it forever ago and needed to finish. Then Dorinda shot up and ran to the bathroom letting out a nice amount of vomit. Hearing footsteps she looked up and saw Greg standing in the door way.

Greg: Hey baby you alright?

He bent down next to her rubbing her back.

Dorinda: Yeah I'm alright.

Greg: You sick or something?

Dorinda: I don't know, I don't feel sick.

Greg: It was probably that salmon from last night.

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