Some rides are quiet and then there's silence. That's what Luther and I went home with.
I wasn't even ready for that conversation at all; soon as we alighted, I got out of the car and headed straight inside.
I said what I said and I don't regret it.
"Ivy", Luther called me making me stop on my tracks and turned around slowly.
"We need to talk", he said calmly.
I didn't say anything, I just stand there waiting for him to talk.
"What happened between you and Laura?", he asked.
I shrugged, "What does it look like happened?", I mumbled.
"You said a lot of things out of place -"
"Out of place? I'm sorry. You've been here for the past 4 months watching this woman threaten my life, abuse me and drive me into the point of almost commiting an abortion for your child and I just let it off
