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Story: Pieces of Us
“I’m Officer Langly, and this is Officer Steele,” Officer Langly spoke.
“Can you tell me what happened?” Felisha asked.
“I don’t know what happened. This was her father’s weekend, so she was in his custody. I get a call from my boy—Dr. Newson, telling me that she was here.”
“Do you know where the father is?”
“No, I don’t. His mother said he rushed out of here. The bastard didn’t even call me to tell me anything.”
The officers and Felisha started writing shit on their pads.
“May I speak to the child, please?”
I nodded to her as she walked up to Mariah.
“Hi, pretty girl. Do you know what happened to you?”
“Mrs. Jolie gave me juice and sandwich.”
“Okay. How did you hurt yourself?”
“Me not do that. That boy did.”
“What boy, baby?” I asked.
“Me dunno. That boy at Ms. Jolie house. Him hit me with a string and squeeze my arm.”
“She’s talking about Mrs. Jolie’s son, Seth. That’s the only boy that lives there. We used to go to school together. He’s crazy,” Megan said, standing by the door.
My blood boiled. I needed this shit to be over with so I could stab Justin in his dick.
“Okay. Dr. Newson, I’m going to need to see those lab reports. Considering the child wasn’t in your care, Ms. Prescott, I’m not going to report this. However, I will need to visit the home to be sure it’s stable enough for her to reside there. I cantell by your face and body language that you’re raging. I need you to allow these officers to do their job. Also, I’ll need a urine sample from you.”
“For what?” I asked. My eyes went to Nehemiah as he gave me a nod of assurance.
“Just to make sure there are no drugs in your system.”
“Okay.”
“What’s the father’s name?” Langly asked.
“Justin Coleman,” I replied.
“Address?”
“21980 Prest Street.”
“Do you know this Jolie’s address?”
“No, and her name is Jolie Dupree.”
“Got it. Thank you. We’re going to go by his home to see if he’s there. Thank you for your time, Ms. Prescott.”
“Dr. Newson, can I speak with you for a moment?” Felisha asked.
“Sure.” He leaned down, pressing his lips to my temple. “Relax, baby. Everything’s going to be okay.”
I nodded and wiped my tears as they left the room. Drue, my mom, and Megan reentered and gathered around us.
“Can you tell me what happened?” Felisha asked.
“I don’t know what happened. This was her father’s weekend, so she was in his custody. I get a call from my boy—Dr. Newson, telling me that she was here.”
“Do you know where the father is?”
“No, I don’t. His mother said he rushed out of here. The bastard didn’t even call me to tell me anything.”
The officers and Felisha started writing shit on their pads.
“May I speak to the child, please?”
I nodded to her as she walked up to Mariah.
“Hi, pretty girl. Do you know what happened to you?”
“Mrs. Jolie gave me juice and sandwich.”
“Okay. How did you hurt yourself?”
“Me not do that. That boy did.”
“What boy, baby?” I asked.
“Me dunno. That boy at Ms. Jolie house. Him hit me with a string and squeeze my arm.”
“She’s talking about Mrs. Jolie’s son, Seth. That’s the only boy that lives there. We used to go to school together. He’s crazy,” Megan said, standing by the door.
My blood boiled. I needed this shit to be over with so I could stab Justin in his dick.
“Okay. Dr. Newson, I’m going to need to see those lab reports. Considering the child wasn’t in your care, Ms. Prescott, I’m not going to report this. However, I will need to visit the home to be sure it’s stable enough for her to reside there. I cantell by your face and body language that you’re raging. I need you to allow these officers to do their job. Also, I’ll need a urine sample from you.”
“For what?” I asked. My eyes went to Nehemiah as he gave me a nod of assurance.
“Just to make sure there are no drugs in your system.”
“Okay.”
“What’s the father’s name?” Langly asked.
“Justin Coleman,” I replied.
“Address?”
“21980 Prest Street.”
“Do you know this Jolie’s address?”
“No, and her name is Jolie Dupree.”
“Got it. Thank you. We’re going to go by his home to see if he’s there. Thank you for your time, Ms. Prescott.”
“Dr. Newson, can I speak with you for a moment?” Felisha asked.
“Sure.” He leaned down, pressing his lips to my temple. “Relax, baby. Everything’s going to be okay.”
I nodded and wiped my tears as they left the room. Drue, my mom, and Megan reentered and gathered around us.
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