Simone took some deep breaths as she drove home. When she got to the house she sat in her car for a while preparing herself for all the questions that she would be faced with and how she was going to handle it. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that nothing could prepare her for the conversation that was about to take place.
As his mother walked through the door, Tre flew up off the single couch that he was sitting in.
“What the hell is going on, ma?”
“Calm down Tre and have a seat. I will try to explain the best that I can.”
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