“All you gotta do is say when,” Lamar replied, removing the hair from in front of her face.
He leaned in and kissed her lips, and at first Kim wanted to pull away, but she couldn’t. She didn’t know if she’d ever kiss him again, and if it was going to be her last she wanted to make it her best. It was slow, soft, and wet, and during the whole time, Kim kept her eyes open.
“A’ight, y’all two!” Tammy yelled, walking up and separating them.
Lamar looked into Kim’s eyes then cracked a smile before walking off. He didn’t want to stick around and watch her leave, because in all actuality, he really didn’t want her to go. He had a lot of love for Kim, and after having a heart-to-heart conversation with her an hour earlier, Lamar realized that underneath all the anger he had inside of him about the abortion, their love had made an impact on his life that he would never forget.
“So are you ready?” Tammy asked, reaching out for Kim’s hand. “I mean, are you really ready to leave us?”
“Yeah. I’m a little nervous, but I’m ready,” Kim answered with a smile. “I’ma miss y’all,” she whined.
“Bitch, you better not leave without saying good-bye!” Lisa yelled out, coming off her porch with Naomi by her side.
She walked over and gave Kim a big hug. Naomi did the same. “What’s his problem?” Lisa asked, pointing up the street at Lamar leaning against his car with his head down. “He looks sick.”
“He’s an asshole!” Tammy yelled so Lamar could hear her. They all laughed a little. “No, he’ll be all right. He has more important things to worry about right now.”
“Girl, don’t get to Philly and forget about us,” Lisa said.
“Shit, I’m flying y’all in as soon as I get right. We gon’ tear the clubs up,” Kim responded, doing a little dance.
One of the movers got out of the van, holding his watch up in the air. “Your flight leaves in two hours, and we gotta be hitting the road,” he rushed her.
“She’s coming!” a voice yelled from across the street. It was Falisha, making her way across the road. Kim, Tammy, and Lisa all got quiet, praying that Falisha didn’t ruin the mood. When she got across the street, she walked up and stood right in front Kim, who looked her in the eyes. They both had a mean mug on their faces, and for everybody who was standing there it became awkward. Falisha stared at Kim as long as she could before she broke first, cracking a huge smile. Kim smiled, then they both hugged. Lisa and Tammy were relieved.
“You make sure ya ass is back here for ya goddaughter’s baby shower,” Falisha spoke into her ear as she continued to hug Kim.
“Promise I will,” Kim said, wiping the tears from her face. “I love you guys,” she whined, bringing everybody in for a group hug.
There wasn’t a dry eye within the crowd. The friendship and the bond that these four women had was like no other. From toddlers to adults, they went through the challenges of life, leaning on each other for support. They were the true definition of friends, and as they watched Kim’s van pull off down the street with her inside of it, a piece of their hearts was leaving right along with her. A piece that would never be replaced.
The End!
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