Evelyn’s POV
I looked down to my daughter. “Hey baby, I've got a visitor in the next one hour. We can spend twenty minutes over there?”
“Who's that mama?” Her curious voice rang.
My man. I almost said. “A friend of mine. It's been a long time since we met and I want to throw a party for him, a private one, sorry you can't come but you can greet him.” I teased, wanting to see that cute, frowning face of hers.. She hated stuff. I told her she couldn't come but honestly she couldn't here.
“He's my friend,” I mumbled the already made answer I'd already created within, caressing the back of her neck.
“Don't worry Aunty Gladys will take care of you through the night.”
She nodded. Thank God she's not a clingy child.
We went to the steps. To play and talk. We didn't have much time any
