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Donnell paced back and forth behind the stage. refusing to get pulled into another one of her dad’s tantrums. Ten damn minutes. Naomi admired her handiwork. Hands on hips. he stormed into the dressing room where his lone remaining background singer didn’t even flitch. “She quit. anger building at the sparse crowd and that his current lover. “But we’ve got a show to do!” “And?” “And I’m minus a background singer. “Well?” Naomi kept painting her nails. Red was definitely her color. with his fondness for a whole bottle of whiskey prior to a show. Fed up at watching so many empty seats not getting filled. “And he can’t stay on key. “We could add Bobby. Bobby’s got way too much vibrato. he stood in front of her until she acknowledged his presence.” Why was she being so calm about all this? “Ain’t this about a bit-” “Ha! And here I was hoping to see you crushed by the news of Leslie running off.” Both of them had a vision of sixty five year old Bobby.” Donnell grumbled. who was also his background singer hadn’t arrived yet. “Naw.” Splaying her fingers.Chapter One
Ten minutes late. struggling to keep his bass strap secured to his shoulder while forgetting to sing into the microphone and asking whether the thing was on.”
. There won’t be any harmony with just me and you. Said you’ve been stringing her along all this time about marriage when you knew good and well that you weren’t ready-” Donnell threw his arms out as if he were on stage urging a sold-out crowd to sing along.
blowing on her nails with each chuckle. why are you getting so upset? You had to know this day was coming. This was turning out to be a rotten day. and rarely went a day without her baseball cap. and not that warm salt water he’d been gargling to preserve his voice.” That only made Donnell fume more. Naomi. who at least got royalties for “Rock Your Baby” and “I Get Lifted.” It was George McCrea. in her form fitting sequined dress.” “I meant she’ll never wear a dress.” Damn he needed a drink. ain’t you the brother who did ‘Easy Lover’ with that British guy? I know you can spare a few dollars. She knows every song in the set. considering you married her twice. . and the truth of her words only made him glower more. “If you ask her nicely I bet she will. admitting defeat.”
. “But she’s not a singer-” “She’s not a lead singer. I’ll see if I’ve got something that will fit her.“Did I ever tell you how much you remind me of your mother?” Naomi’s over glossed lips alternated from a sneer to a smile. Donnell’s oldest girl raised one of her penciled in brows at him. she tuned instruments and worked the sound board. Naomi simply laughed. “She’ll never do it. high heels and feathered hair cut was asking him what the problem was? Hadn’t she noticed how the nineteen year old everyone affectionately called “Kiki” dressed? The girl lived in hoodies and jeans. What’s the real problem with her joining us on stage?” Naomi. something his other daughter insisted on. “Dang Daddy. a fucked up year and right on par with a career unfulfilled. “I’ll take that as a compliment. So I guess it’s a good thing Kiki’s here. Why Naomi decided to shave off two perfectly good eyebrows only to draw a couple of upside down U’s on her forehead made no sense to him. asking “say man. but she’ll do fine in the background. Kiki was like the son he never had.” Donnell could only manage to stutter an objection. “But-but-” “Spit it out Daddy. “That makes two singers who’ve walked out on us.” Naomi said. .” he said. I warned you about sleeping with your background singers.” Akira? No she wasn’t suggesting his youngest daughter join them on stage. If he wasn’t getting mistaken for Phillip Bailey half the time by some con-artist hitting him up for money. The girl could do it all except . She moved equipment.
Leslie done kicked our daddy to the curb. “Girl. “It’s like magic! She comes running even before you call her. . “No.” She practically mowed down Naomi in her haste to find her father’s stash of tea bags. she won’t.After a brief stare down. His used caddy needed new brakes. daddy needs to ask you something. “Kiki. Then you need some hot tea and honey.” “Doggone it Naomi! Why do you always have to argue with me about every little thing.” he grumbled. hating to admit her dad was right.” “Okay.” Donnell smiled.” When it rains it pours. . looking just as suave as one of his black and white publicity photos. talking.” “Uh . Especially when Naomi. Kiki’s college tuition had to be paid soon and he couldn’t put off deferring his taxes anymore according to his business manager -slash booking agent. Mumbling yet another curse word.Sal. Only please don’t say I didn’t warn you about that fine as hell reporter from Old Soul Greats doing a review of your show tonight. and she so wished she had her cell phone out to take a picture of his Git offa my lawn! face. Naomi blinked first. . . rushing to get his mug.”
. “You need warm salt water. Just go get Akira-” Naomi nodded towards the door.” “You had her on her knees doing that? Why can’t you just use the wireless mics?” “I don’t like ‘em. Since her sister and father were staring at her like she’d stolen something. But everybody uses cordless mics.” Kiki stood there with two different colored masking tape rolls in each hand. “We were just . “Tell her never mind about taping the microphone cords down. she just wanted to get their lecture over with. But if I can get her to put on a decent top and some leggings then will you at least consider it?” “No. “You’re just not used to them. So it’ll just be me and you. he directed Naomi to get her sister. “What did I do wrong this time?” “Oh nothing baby girl.” Naomi let out a squawk of a laugh.” Donnell coughed and Kiki dropped the tape rolls. “Where’s Leslie? She usually takes care of this stuff. who was four years older gave her the same grin.” Something wasn’t right.
worked her neck and fanned her newly polished nails. “I really need you to help me out here Kiki.” Several blinks. walking away only to slink back and simply say.
. Naomi had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard. . she knew how I felt about her. “I’m not going out there.“No!” Kiki seemed genuinely shocked. I poured my heart out to that girl. I can’t do this right now.” Naomi watched her dad’s transformation from a protective father to an experienced sweet talker. practically moon-walking for the door. Illinois. starting in Peoria. “Leslie. “Tell your daddy it’s o-vah! I’m joining Curtis King’s band. I’m not going on stage. not quite hearing that last part. fear in her face and voice.” Kiki was still laughing. “It’s a world tour.” Donnell shot Naomi a look. They’re leaving on an international world tour. “Uh-uh. careful not to mess up her nails. Tell her Daddy. “Yeah. “Oh you’ll look so cute in this!” Naomi held up a shiny.” “But-” “I can’t . “We don’t have much time baby girl. as if he were fighting back tears quieted both girls. and now we’re one singer short. off the shoulder blouse that gathered at the hips and reached short of her knees. His shoulders drooped.” Naomi had seen this act more times that her little sister. but first they’re booked in Peoria?” Even Donnell’s eyes widened at that. “I’ve got some leggings to match it but I don’t think any of my shoes will fit you. “W-what?” Shaking off his sorrow. . And it probably would have worked on anybody but Kiki. Still. Shaking her head. I’m not wearing that. it was a masterful performance. .” Kiki backed away.” Kiki burst out laughing. watching their glee over the woman who’d just walked out on him and broken his heart. . Kiki woodenly repeated. he sighed. who was gingerly rummaging through her clothes chest. Kiki looked from her father to Naomi. “You should have seen her. But I guess she just saw me as an old fool still trying to relive my past glory . Minus the violins playing in the background.” “On stage? You mean on ‘stage’ stage? Like performing?” Horrified. So I told said you’d fill in. Donnell went into performance mode. Naomi’s got an outfit for you to wear onstage. She came in here doin’ one of these numbers-” Naomi thrust out her backside.
Kiki waited for Naomi’s threat. there she was front and center with one of the stupidest smirks on her face while looking back at the camera. Crossing her arms. We did it.” Making certain her nails were dry. She’d thrown her cell phone in the toilet. Her gown rode her hips. because Naomi was in possession of Kiki’s photo from hell. “You borrowed my phone that night. flipping through a number of menus until she found the one she wanted. “This is you. And what about Grandma? And all those people in our church who think you’re just the sweetest little thing-” “Why are you doing this to me?” “Oh will you stop with the drama? Leslie is history. I refuse to sing. “H-how’d you get this photo? I deleted it off my phone-” Naomi’s beguiling grin couldn’t contain her satisfaction. remember? Or were you too drunk-” Oh Right. her thighs obscenely spread in an effort to toot her posterior higher in the air. Senior prom.” “But you didn’t tell me I’d have to sing!”
. right?” Oh God.“Let me talk to her. Naomi managed to shut the door. which resulted in giving a better angle to check out her barely covered butt cheeks. “Naomi.” Naomi had to admit. no matter what you say. After a whispered back and forth where Kiki could swear she heard Naomi threatening to punch their dad if he didn’t take a hike. snapping a picture she’d always regret. And waited. Kiki’s voice came out in a croak. Oh GAWDDDDD. In that moment. Akira Marie Haskin’s very bad decision came back to smack her right in the face. this was an unintended consequence. the extra fabric balled in one fist while her other hand held the phone overhead. But who knew Leslie had been planning to move on anyway? “Daddy’s face said it all. Aren’t you glad?” “Sure I am. And we made it happen. But I didn’t know getting rid of her would mean I’d have to take her place. pushing her father towards the door. “Naomi you wouldn’t! I was just fooling around!” “I don’t think Daddy or Mama will see it that way. after the boy she was supposed to go to the prom with canceled their date that same night. Flanked by her girls.” Naomi said. I think he really did care for her. Never saw that one coming. A barely there dress. you and me! We should be celebrating. And waited. Naomi plucked her cell phone out of her designer handbag. I’m not doing it.
“Why? Where are you going?” Naomi took her own sweet time strutting to the door. and sticking her head out to make certain her father was nowhere around.” “Kiki-” “No.” “In your genes. out of tune daughter standing next to you. After closing the door. You must really hate me to do something like this. you won’t have to stand next to me much longer. “I’m gonna look like the dorky. not high school. she turned to her little sister with a smile that could light up Broadway.” Kiki sulked.” “I’m in college. Now you’re trying to get me to do the one thing you know will make me quit the tour. shaking her. just think of how jealous all your classmates will be.com
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