“Is that what Samson calls you?” Jenny snapped back.
“Do I know you?” Bella asked seemingly confused, although she thought: I’m go’n play this off for all that it’s worth. I need to hold this look on my face for at least a full minute. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds… Wow a minute is a long time… No, no, no, I can’t laugh. I have to hold on to it a little while longer. Jenny is really pissed too! Forty-five seconds, forty-six seconds, forty-seven seconds… Close enough. “Jenny, hmm, and you know Sam… I take it you hold the title of baby mama. Now which baby’s mama are you?” Bella teased. Jenny looked at Bella as if she wanted to slap the daylight out of her however all she could do was to stand there as Bella continued. “Oh, I know. You are little Tyron’s mother? Oh my
