“Crazy God Mother II” Excerpt 10, “Safe Distance”

“I forgot the last time when my world is that small, but the difference was, he knew he could not get me,” Me.

“Before anything happens, we can continue being the way as it,” Boshi.

“But nothing will happen,” Me.

After Darren and I both are detained one outside and one inside, we became closer, in a sense to compete who can win.

“Hi babe long time no see, you don’t call me, you don’t respond to my messages, you do not do nothing,” yes my uncle from Bangladesh and I met at the Gym Bar, 10 months thereafter.

I was wondering where was him and he told me he was on a cruise ship for a few months.

“Hopefully you did not feel confined there,” Me.

He has a long term boyfriend Justin who was with him for like many many years. They kind of making me believe that the old concept of gay couple still exists.

But in my world it is totally not, I just refused to play the call and answer sort of game.

“Where is the straw?!!!” Bengali uncle.

“It is right there,” Justin.

“Where is the Uber? How many minutes have past?” Bengali uncle.

“It is on its way, 5 minutes,” Justin.

I don’t talk to Justin that much since uncle kisses me a lot. I sort of wondering when we were doing it at a bar, people would believe he is my sugar daddy or we are bloodily related.

I feel I am a cat when he kisses on my side faces. I think Justin is from my mom’s side but he was born in Peru. He even looks like people from Peru but my mom totally looks French/Russian.

So when people say I look Chinese, I was like who are the Chinese.

Even when I look at my dad and my other brothers, I just feel they look Cuban since their skin is light but definitely not Fulani.

They can believe they are Fulanis since sometimes I seriously feel I am a Fulani.

“He is about to get half million,” I told Bengali uncle about Darren’s new project.

Yes, thanks god I am not his attorney.

Bengali uncle blamed me on telling him the process of obtaining the cash from Will.

He basically believed that Darren would just let go and when the monthly fee exhausted, he can make insider deal with the board of the building.

I was like, “but it is a one million unit.”

So, he kind of cannot not expect someone will tell him nothing.

“But anyhow he don’t understand,” I told Bengali uncle about the unit.

“Ok, I have to be honest,” I continued, “that unit has sex. The amphoterism has sex. All about sex. Think about it, you and someone married there. It is a unit of an independent world. When you wake up, and see the view through the window, you cannot see other unit but only you, you, the owner, can see airplane take off from the JFK. Do you know what does it mean?”

Also, it is for high-end client as well. Live there, you do not even see the neighbors, elevator goes straight to the car. So, they do not get to go out to the grocery to seriously know about the area.

“Maybe you can walk around and experience,” Bengali uncle.

“Ok, that market, was gone. But, it will go back. It is close to the university. So, if someone seriously put the area one thing, it can get reignite. That makes that unit, a million,” Me.

“So, how the proceed will go?” Bengali uncle.

“50% to my packet and Darren gets his freedom. Let me know if you have any buyer,” and then I kissed goodbye with my Bengali uncle, who is duplicate version of my grandma and in fashion.

“Oh, btw, the models are not hot,” I told Justin before saying goodbye.

“Hi my new husband. How’s jail life? Hopefully you don’t find new boyfriend here,” Me.

“Yeah, like the young dude you recently hang out with,” Darren.

“I thought he was before you and you took his place. You cannot…” and then I stopped.

He does not like me talk to him in certain tone maybe because he is 58 and I am 32.

“I hinted you about the review. You used my word,” Darren.

“No I didn’t,” Me.

“Any updates?”

“No cash in yet,” Me, “so your realtor will not come?”

“………”

I scheduled one appointment after seeing him in jail while handed him some cash credit so he can buy a toothbrush in cell.

“Hi, here is the unit. I am not a licensed realtor, so this is just to show you and thereafter you work with the real ones to finalize the deal,” Me talks to a white dude who says interested in the unit.

After he walked in the unit, he took a long breathe.

When we were walking to the bedroom and when he saw the closet, he touched the wood a bit.

“Oh, this closet alone can be resold for a big number, just the owner does not know that yet. He keeps saying something like laundry is not his business is for women,” Me.

And then he was watching airport and we were witnessing one plane departs from the ground.

When he was in the living room, he kept staring at the artwork.

“Can I keep this?” the white dude asked me.

“Everything, all cash, no financing 1 million dollars. The listing market price is $ 350,000 but not this unit. The board may not agree, but it is our offer,” Me.

“I will take it,” the white dude then called his security.

One box was handed to me while he asking me to bring the lawyer to sign the contract.

“I guess it is off the market,” me talking to Darren after through the window. Why I had to go there in person? Because I enjoy witnessing the process of “POSSESSION”.

After you do not believe the words of “I love you,” only this process can show the evidence.