"I'm going to wait for daddy so I can give him this necklace." My 6 year old sister, Demi said.
"Okay. Make sure to tell him it's from both, me and you, cause I helped make it okay?"
"Okay." She sat on the couch and watched the door. I went to my room. Deadbeat Dad gave me the garage since there was no other room in the house. But I still love him. Don't get the deadbeat Dad part confused. I love him with all my heart but sometimes he sure acts like a deadbeat dad. He's alway gone on 'buiness' but I see on TV all the time of kids dad's on buiness trips and the mom staying home. Mom came into my room while I was on the computer.
"Hey sweetie. Can you call dad? I can't get ahold of him."
"I need to teach you how to work the phone."
"Yeah. "
I pull out my phone and dialed dad's number. I remembered it by heart. I put the phone to my ear. It rings so many times then goes to voicemail. And shattered my heart
"Hello. If this is Femi or Maria I'm not coming home. Nothing you can say will make me come back. I'm found a new woman who makes me happier then you. Thanks for picking me up but I don't need you anymore. Goodbye."
I fall to the floor and cry.
Mom never found another man. And here she is laying right here in the hospital bed. Demi moved to Washington to follow her dreams. But I stayed in Los Angeles with mom. She was diagnosed with cancer when I turned 24. After four years Demi still haven't came down to see us.
"Femi. Please. Find a man that will love you for you."
"I will mom."
"I love you."
"Mom. I love you too but what are you talking about?"
She closed her eyes.
"Mom?!"
The heart monitor went dead. She flatlined. The doctors said it was going to happen eventually. But why on my birthday. I just turned 28. And she died.

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