brownie not Fitz Frowzy 'im bredda

On noooooooooo, him can't kill Frowzyyyyyyyyyy..........like yeye wata drop from mi eyes, I am really into this.........

Tradee gets up calmly and stalks over to his helpless twin. Tears stream down his face, as he looks into his own mirror image. He kicks Delmar in the face full force, over and over again. Delmar spews blood and teeth from his mouth. His face crumbles from the onslaught of Tradee’s foot. Just as he lifts his leg to stomp Delmar’s chest, Mya gets out of the car running.

Delmar: I love you Mya Heerarrerth Haaerengel! Sheredd’s mieneeyne Raasdtda!

Melodee: Eeehnnn. Ah mi man now.

I feel you on the violence...but I'm trying to touch on a little of everything. Hush puttus...ie soon gwaan. Remember Melodee just got pregnant by Ian. She and Delmar thought that she was the reason they couldn't have a child together. Melodee got rid of Tradee's baby, not Delmar's when they were in school.

*Hint* Delmar is shooting blanks

WooHoo!! that is a funny sight...having ian hol on den fall off!! haha!! mi needed that one laff!

yuh kno, mi such a softy, cause mi feel sarry feh errybaddy inna dis ere singting. Mel, Delmar and Ian too.

ole heap ah duppy dun dere..yup-yup, yup-yup

Tradee slams his fist into Ian’s face with a nasty right hook.

ok, this baby have mi a way..why I started crying oH MY GOSH...!! mi cyant even ketch up now..mi soooo tired..mi will read tomorrow night everyone

Morning all...Dimps wah gwaan mi si u

Bwoy I feel so bad fo the girls and their husbands Gosh, why Frowzy affi dead...dyam madd Delmar

Jawi I agree with everyone, your writing is so fantastic you would think that you have done this before. I have my boss telling to tell u to go get it published she LOVES your story I have to print for her every morning I come in ..baby ur fantastic u keep up the good work..mi love u long time

Mya: TRAVIS!!! BABY NO!! NO!!!! PLEASE TRAVIS! You are going to kill him. Baby think about me and our baby. Please Travis, he isn’t worth it. Come on Travis baby. Please don’t. Let the police put him behind bars. Don’t give up your life for his. Your brother needs help.

Tradee falls to the ground sobbing. He is breathing hard from the physical exertion that would permanently disfigure his twin. Mya kneels beside him, and cradles his head in her small arms. Tradee holds on to Mya as if his life force depends on it, and thunderous sobs rack his body. In what seems like eternity, but was in reality only 10 minutes, the police and ambulance arrive.

Toya spots Mya and Tradee getting out of the car. Fitz remains in the car, staring straight ahead. He is covered in blood, and his face is streaked with tears. Toya picks up the hem of her wedding gown and begins running toward him, screaming. Tradee stops Toya, and holds her still.

Tradee: Toya, I need you to calm down. Fitz is not hurt. I have to tell you something very serious. Where is Fitz’s family?

Mya: T…calm down please. Fitz is okay. I promise. Baby, I’m so sorry.

Toya: Mommie…Daddy. Grandmummie! Come quick. Let me go Rasta. Fitz needs me.

Toya and Fitz’s parents and family run outside from the commotion.

Tradee: Fitz is okay. It’s Frowzy. Frowzy didn’t make it. He-he…Fr-Frowzy got shot. Im nuh mek ie!

Grandmummie: Dear Father GAWD! NO! No Father. Jesus Savior pilot mi!

Fitz and Frowzy’s mom: NOOOOOOOOO…nuh mi baby! Nuh mi baby! Where is my baby? Dear GAWD..whe mi pickney?

Toya’s mom runs to comfort Fitz’s mom, and Toya’s dad and Tradee run to catch Frowzy’s grandmother. Mya holds on to Toya.

Toya: Let me go Mya. I have to see Fitz. He needs me. He needs me. He needs me. Oh God, what happened My?

Mya: Fitz is not ready right now honey. He hasn’t said two words since…since…since it happened. He wouldn’t talk to the police, he wouldn’t talk to the ambulance staff. He has just been sitting in the same position. Let me help you change clothes honey. Then, we can go over and help Fitz. There is a lot of blood.

Toya: NO! I don’t give a damn about this dress! I need to get to my husband! LET ME GO!!! Fitz, I’m coming baby. Please let me go Mya. I don’t want to hurt you.

Mya releases Toya, and Toya runs to the car. Mya walks behind her, being careful not to interfere. Toya yanks open the car door, and she grabs Fitz’s hand.

Toya: Fitz honey. It’s me…Toya. I’m here. I’m here baby. I love you so much Fitz. Ba-baby can you talk to me? Come on, it’s okay. I love you. Oh baby…please talk to me.

Fitz: To-To-Toya. He killed him. He saved me and Rasta and Mya. Toya. I need my wife. I need Toya. Mummie…whe mi mummie? Doan tell Grandmummie. Ssshh. Granmummie tek wan rass cutlass tuh im headtop. Betta har nuh fe knoa.

Toya: I know honey. I know. Baby, do you think you can get out of the car now? Come on Fitz baby. Let me help you.

Fitz: I love you Toya. I miss my brother so much. Why did he leave me? Why did he leave? Toya, I never got the chance to tell him that I loved him. He saved my life. He saved all of our lives. Frowzy was a warrior baby. Toya, I need you. Damn baby, I need you to hold me. Just make it go away. Make it go away.

Toya: Okay baby. I love you too. I know you loved him. He loved you too. Frowzy knew you loved him Fitz. He knew it. Remember that. Hush baby. Come on, let’s get you out of the car. I’m going to hold on to you for eternity baby. I’m here. I’m here now.

Somebody help me get him out of the car! Rasta! Daddy!

Tradee: Mi got im sar. Please stay wid de oomen dem.

Tradee runs over to the car, and helps Fitz stand. Fitz blinks for the first time, seeing Toya in her white gown. She wipes at the tears flowing down her cheeks.

Toya spots Mya and Tradee getting out of the car. Fitz remains in the car, staring straight ahead. He is covered in blood, and his face is streaked with tears. Toya picks up the hem of her wedding gown and begins running toward him, screaming. Tradee stops Toya, and holds her still.

Tradee: Toya, I need you to calm down. Fitz is not hurt. I have to tell you something very serious. Where is Fitz’s family?

Mya: T…calm down please. Fitz is okay. I promise. Baby, I’m so sorry.

Toya: Mommie…Daddy. Grandmummie! Come quick. Let me go Rasta. Fitz needs me.

Toya and Fitz’s parents and family run outside from the commotion.

Tradee: Fitz is okay. It’s Frowzy. Frowzy didn’t make it. He-he…Fr-Frowzy got shot. Im nuh mek ie!

Grandmummie: Dear Father GAWD! NO! No Father. Jesus Savior pilot mi!

Fitz and Frowzy’s mom: NOOOOOOOOO…nuh mi baby! Nuh mi baby! Where is my baby? Dear GAWD..whe mi pickney?

Toya’s mom runs to comfort Fitz’s mom, and Toya’s dad and Tradee run to catch Frowzy’s grandmother. Mya holds on to Toya.

Toya: Let me go Mya. I have to see Fitz. He needs me. He needs me. He needs me. Oh God, what happened My?

Mya: Fitz is not ready right now honey. He hasn’t said two words since…since…since it happened. He wouldn’t talk to the police, he wouldn’t talk to the ambulance staff. He has just been sitting in the same position. Let me help you change clothes honey. Then, we can go over and help Fitz. There is a lot of blood.

Toya: NO! I don’t give a damn about this dress! I need to get to my husband! LET ME GO!!! Fitz, I’m coming baby. Please let me go Mya. I don’t want to hurt you.

Mya releases Toya, and Toya runs to the car. Mya walks behind her, being careful not to interfere. Toya yanks open the car door, and she grabs Fitz’s hand.

Toya: Fitz honey. It’s me…Toya. I’m here. I’m here baby. I love you so much Fitz. Ba-baby can you talk to me? Come on, it’s okay. I love you. Oh baby…please talk to me.

Fitz: To-To-Toya. He killed him. He saved me and Rasta and Mya. Toya. I need my wife. I need Toya. Mummie…whe mi mummie? Doan tell Grandmummie. Ssshh. Granmummie tek wan rass cutlass tuh im headtop. Betta har nuh fe knoa.

Toya: I know honey. I know. Baby, do you think you can get out of the car now? Come on Fitz baby. Let me help you.

Fitz: I love you Toya. I miss my brother so much. Why did he leave me? Why did he leave? Toya, I never got the chance to tell him that I loved him. He saved my life. He saved all of our lives. Frowzy was a warrior baby. Toya, I need you. Damn baby, I need you to hold me. Just make it go away. Make it go away.

Toya: Okay baby. I love you too. I know you loved him. He loved you too. Frowzy knew you loved him Fitz. He knew it. Remember that. Hush baby. Come on, let’s get you out of the car. I’m going to hold on to you for eternity baby. I’m here. I’m here now.

Somebody help me get him out of the car! Rasta! Daddy!

Tradee: Mi got im sar. Please stay wid de oomen dem.

Tradee runs over to the car, and helps Fitz stand. Fitz blinks for the first time, seeing Toya in her white gown. She wipes at the tears flowing down her cheeks.

I feel you on the violence...but I'm trying to touch on a little of everything. Hush puttus...ie soon gwaan. Remember Melodee just got pregnant by Ian. She and Delmar thought that she was the reason they couldn't have a child together. Melodee got rid of Tradee's baby, not Delmar's when they were in school.

*Hint* Delmar is shooting blanks

I was really having second thoughts about introducing violence to our little story. But, Jancrow dem circling, and mi tink oonu nuh sekkle huntil violence and blood run red ar yuh get fe taste de authoress own blood. Fancy-dressed, blood thirsty Jancrows.

Mi bawl real yeyewata when mi likkle Frowzy loose im life. cha! SATISFIED? Mi his a lova not a fighta.

Kim.Kim, how you amnd the baby? How Kimora?
I am good.......had to rush out of this office to deal with something...............
How you ladies holding?

Jawi tanks mi der..............if me nuh say it enough mek mi seh it again.........tonks.

Hey girl..lawd which one di one a "road" is still mi "monster" and di one inna belly a drive mi crazy wid dis cyan hold down nuttin wussa damn mi wid Kimora..oonuh muss tired fi mi say it but lawd mi tired to AREADY !! cyan wait fi dis yah part over...when mi go to the doc Monday mi ago ask 'im fi dem pills him did gimme wid Kimora mi cyan bodda....long kissteet

Ladies the joy of pregnancy.just imagine 9-11 months done the line you will be holding you little precious one and all teh morning sickness memory will be goneeeeee

Morning ladies

AWAT DEH BUMBACLAAT A GWAAN OVA YEHSUH...EH????

IS WAT A WEH ONNUH IS WICKID SUH!!!!!! NO ONE NUH TINK FI SEH...LET MI HAIL HUP GILL...FIND HOUT IF SHE GIT DEH WEDDING INVITE???????

OK...MI JUSSA GIT TUH DEH START-OVER WEDDING...WAIT TILL MI CATCH-HUP MI A GUH LACE HALLA ONNUH!!

JAWI MI DARLING...BRAVO BRAVO BRAVO... ...THROUGH YUH PAIN HAN ODDAH ISSUES YUH STILL A BLAST THROUGH HAN SISTREN MI IS PROUDDAH YUH!!!

LOVE YUH FUH DAT!!!!!

BLESS-ED LOVE TO HALLA ONNUH...yuh likkle wretch yuh!!!

GILL

Woooiiieee!! Gill mi wunda if yuh eva cum ova yereso!!! Cause mi wunda why nuhbaddy else wan feh chat bout dis ere singting ova a wedding. mi vex hup wen mi nah ave nuhbaddy fi chat wit wen Jawi was writiting all ah di ere.

Mi see jengs and Kimmy dung highjak deh board deh wi all deh pickney talk. dem wan all ah we fi catch the baby obeah!

AWAT DEH BUMBACLAAT A GWAAN OVA YEHSUH...EH????

IS WAT A WEH ONNUH IS WICKID SUH!!!!!! NO ONE NUH TINK FI SEH...LET MI HAIL HUP GILL...FIND HOUT IF SHE GIT DEH WEDDING INVITE???????

OK...MI JUSSA GIT TUH DEH START-OVER WEDDING...WAIT TILL MI CATCH-HUP MI A GUH LACE HALLA ONNUH!!

JAWI MI DARLING...BRAVO BRAVO BRAVO... (...THROUGH YUH PAIN HAN ODDAH ISSUES YUH STILL A BLAST THROUGH HAN SISTREN MI IS PROUDDAH YUH!!!

LOVE YUH FUH DAT!!!!!

BLESS-ED LOVE TO HALLA ONNUH...yuh likkle wretch yuh!!!

GILL

I was wondering de same ting

Wah Haa!! Jengs, wah yuh feel like?!

lol, wha u nuh scared.....

I'm good now, just had toast and cornmeal porridge for breakfast, can u belive my job actually has cornmeal porridge. I wouldn't even eat when I first saw it. I was very skeptical, but it taste GOOD!

lol, wha u nuh scared.....

I'm good now, just had toast and cornmeal porridge for breakfast, can u belive my job actually has cornmeal porridge. I wouldn't even eat when I first saw it. I was very skeptical, but it taste GOOD!

Jengs...u r soemthing else...u no save none a di pie fi mi ? PORRIDGE...mi still cyant drink dat ting

I used to get cornmeal porridge at Downstate hospital when I used to work there. It was actually very good and went very fast.

mi have some of di pie left. i mix it with pralines and cream ice cream and some whipped topping before bed. the good thing is i can still eat it. my daughter didn't let me eat anything with sugar in it, not even fruit.




they had better cause nothing but West Indian people work ova deh so.

Jeng hunny mi wish I was di same mi cyant keep dun nuttin i think I wasting away


Islandlove..thank you very much..and welcome....def look forward to ur posts

Hi,

I've never heard of this, after seven what? If you don't mind.

Sorry I only show up so late. I work a crazy job that does not allow me to get to computer too often. Then I babysit (supervise) a particular group of noisy ppl that would not make it such a pleasure for me.

I cried and had to tell myself it is only a story, then I cried somemore. (No I am not expecting, so it is ok Kimmy, that you cried)

Congrats on all the new babies coming soon, I hope this happens someday for me.

Now I am from the South and thought I had heard of everything, What is cornmeal porridge? And how is it prepared?


JAWI, dear go ahead look into self publishing as well. Girl, give BET a call. I know you can do this. Actually the movie, I always enjoy the book before seeing any movie. So I am ready to go to the cinema and support you. Remember let's not bootleg B.O. so that it counts at the boxoffice. And make sure you check your ticket before leaving the counter to verify it has the movie you requested.

Health and Wellness to All
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