Praise to the Most High

Chapter 11

We finally make it to my home. Sleepiness has taken over me to the point where I can no longer engage in conversation.

As soon as the car stops, I step out. Before closing the door, I lean into the passenger window and say my goodbyes. 

"Thank you for showing me a good time, I really needed this Pauly."

"Of course, I mean what are babes for!" She grins. 

"Get home safe, I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you." 

"Love you more b***h. You better! Imma be checking on you too!" 

She puts her volume back up before pulling off. I make my way into the house, upon getting upstairs, I notice the family room lamp is on. I sigh. I still smell like liquor. 

"Mama, is that you? You okay?" My parents are still up. They've been waiting for me. 

I make it to the living room before peaking my head around the corner. I squint my eyes to appear tired and put on my best groggy voice. 

"Yea, I haven't been sleeping. I'm gonna try and rest now. Love you guys. Goodnight." I blow them air kisses before tip toeing back up the stairs. 

Once I get into bed I begin to reflect upon the encounter with the neighbor. The imagery of him kissing the sky comes back to mind for some reason. I just can't get the image out of my head.