MY LOPSIDED AFRO, HOSPITAL GOWNS, AND THE MAN WHO LOVED ME.

Are we twins or nah?

I remember the day like it was yesterday. It was a frigid day in Queens and I laid in my bed about to close my eyes for the night. My phone rang. It was my mother.

“Hey baby girl…”

“Hey mom, what’s up?”

“Your dad is in the hospital. You probably should get here if you can…”