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Sunday & The Lakefront
“Aye, wake your ass up,” Jackson says, “Oops. I am sorry, Lord. Kind sir, can you get up, please?”
I opened my eyes. My cousin was standing over me with black slacks and dress socks on. That could mean one thing. It’s time to get ready for church. The thoughts of going to church flooded my brain with different emotions. One thing I sensed was tiredness from the concert last night. The other matter was enjoying service but without Momo Jean.
“Jack, I love you. However, I am not going,” I said.
Jackson clears his throat. “Ok,” he replied. He snuck off into the restroom. Not a minute after, my phone rings on the charger.
“Hello?”
“Aiden Josiah Phillips. I understand how you feel. But, you need to embrace your new normal. Momo Jean will always be with you. So ge
