Carlos sat Marquise down and told him to go into his bedroom and shut the door. He also promised him that he would be in there shortly to play video games with him. After telling the boy that he loved him, he kissed him on top of his head and patted his butt, sending him off. As soon as he heard the bedroom door shut, Carlos started in on Odette. By this time, she was wiping off the kitchen table, acting as if nothing had just occurred.
“Soooo, uhh, who the f**k is Kreon?” he asked, heatedly.
“Who and what Kreon is, is no business of yours.” She set him straight. “We’ve been broken up two years now. I sent chu those divorce papers, how many times?”
“f**k you mean? I told you that we were going to work things out.”
“And I told you that I didn’t want to,” she spoke with her back to him,
