8. PLAY THE FRIEND

The first thing I did after conversing with Starr was place a call to the executive director of Margaret Briggs Charter School for Jayden's admission. It's a school I had helped create and one which my mother had originally founded. She was once a passionate educator, now confined to a wheelchair following a mild stroke she developed a few months ago.

Revving the engine of my car to a halt, I walked into my mother's apartment. It was located in the suburbs of Atlanta, Brookhaven precisely. As I took the elevator, my mind roamed over the tasks I needed to address that day to ensure Starr’s career ran smoothly.

My mother's house was a modern manor - a testament to her love for grand homes. Her wishes were my command, and she deserved all the luxury for her long years of suffering. Growing up, I had been raised solely by my mother, with no clue about my father's existence.

Often times I asked, I got the same response - "you will get to know when the time is right. " Frustrated, I ga