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“Promises of Starlight,” episode 21

March 8, 2013

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Written by Thea Washington

None of the characters in “Promises of Starlight” represent any person living or dead.

The character “Rock Star”/”Angel” is based on Adam Lambert. The author does not in any way wish to disturb or predict Mr. Lambert’s life through the characters in this story.

All videos are to be enjoyed through their link to YouTube. They are not to be downloaded. No claims are made on the videos by the author.


Chapter 21 – REUNION

              She couldn’t believe it. She’d been hoping for years to see her family again. He’d come for her. Finally, he’d come for her.

              But where was he? Why had he sent the kids instead of coming with them? Or coming himself?

              Where was her twin brother?


              They couldn’t believe it. After the weeks of traveling, all the not knowing what was coming next, the cheap motels, the money running out just like at home, they’d found her.

              She was alive. She hadn’t overdosed at 17. Mommy had lied to them to keep them from knowing what had really happened to her.       

              In an instant Lil Bro and Sis both realized why she’d stayed.


              No one knew what to do next. After believing what she was seeing, she gestured to them to stay away. Pimp Dealer could be anywhere. His Crew members could be anywhere.

              Lil Bro nodded and crossed his arms, secretly pointing to a motel down the street. Twin looked and saw the broken-down building. She knew it; she’d done bidness in there. She knew her twin brother had money, he was in all the papers. Pimp Dealer used to beat her every time a new picture or story popped up. It was as if he was taking out all his anger he felt towards Peanut on her.

              So why would he be holed up in a place like that? The couple turned and, giving her one last look, a small smile and holding hands, headed back to their room.


              “We have to call Mommy.” Sis was overjoyed that they’d found Twin, that she was alive and that she’d recognized them. But Lil Bro said they should wait until Twin got there, when they’d all be together.


              When her night was over, Pimp Dealer usually expected Twin to get herself back to wherever they were staying, most times at some not-even-half-decent place. The Crew members were everywhere, keeping their eyes on her, making sure she wasn’t trying to run again. She had an idea and could only hope Lil Bro was smart enough to figure it out.

              A few minutes later she saw him come out of the motel by himself. “Thank you, God,” she thought. She watched as he nonchalantly strolled down the street toward her, crossing the street to her side with a smirk on his face. He looked just like a john, a young one maybe, but one on the make. He stopped a few feet away from her, pulled out a joint, lit it and took a hit. When did he learn how to smoke? And smoke weed?

              He held it out to her. Now she was really worried but, as she took a hit, realized it was simply a hand-rolled cigarette. She held the smoke inside, like a real hit, before stepping back like she wasn’t going to give it up. From a distance she seemed to be playing with the young white guy, teasing him, coming closer and then backing off. It was all for the benefit of whoever was watching. Finally the real conversation began, again with movements meant for the watchers, just to be seen, not heard.

              “So whatchu you doin’ here, baby?” asked Twin, as if asking a question she wasn’t.

              “Just lookin’ for somebody.” Lil Bro was smart, she could tell.

              “You found somebody,” laughed Twin. She was playing the role to a “t.”

              “Sure did,” said Lil Bro. “So, you wanna go someplace we can … talk?” So was he.

              “Depends,” Twin answered, another little laugh for show.

              “On what?”

              “On what’s in it for me,” said Twin, looking Lil Bro up and down. From a distance she seemed to be sizing him up. He could tell, though, that she was drinking in the sight of him.

              “Oh, I’ll make it worth yo’ while,” he said, the smirk back, the cigarette/joint passed back to him, too.

              “And where you want this “conversation” to take place?” asked Twin, returning the smirk.

              “Well, I got a room right over here,” said Lil Bro, gesturing at the motel where Sis was. “There’s somebody there who really wants to see you.”

              Twin looked like she was thinking it over. Lil Bro reached in his pocket and quickly slipped a couple of bills into hers. It was just a couple of ones but it could have been anything to anybody watching.

              She made a gesture as if looking at the bills in her pocket, nodding her head.

              “OK,” she said. “If it don’t take too long. I got other things to do.”

              “Oh, it’ll only take as long as you want it,” Lil Bro hinted.

              “Then let’s go,” said Twin, sliding her hand through his offered arm. “Ooo,” she purred. “A gentleman, too.”

              “My momma taught me right,” he said, a hint of sadness there.

              “Well, I can’t wait to hear everything she taught you,” giving him a questioning look.

              What had Mommy taught him?


              When they got to the room Sis was immediately in her arms. So was Lil Bro. Expectantly, she looked for him. He wasn’t there.

Tomorrow in “Promises of Starlight”:  The secret is told

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