By Valerie Wilson Wesley
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What a slob! I watched a sitcom on TV, then settled into my favorite cop show. After the news, I checked my office phone, half hoping that Basil, inspired by the sight of me, would try again. No such luck.
I only half believed him. ” “I’m going to make you keep that promise,” I said, forcing a smile into my voice. “I got you something special. ” “Surprise? All I need is you, baby. All I need is you. ” He hung up before I could say anything else. My disappointment must have been written on my face. ” Jamal said with a smirk. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have reacted to such a sassy, poorly timed remark. I might have made a joke of it, shook my head, rolled my eyes, or simply ignored him. Unfortunately, this was not one of those times.
But I kept my feelings to myself. ” I said. “He has a baby daughter, and his ex-wife took the baby from him. I want you to get that baby and bring her to me and my wife so as we—my son, my wife, and me—can raise her. ” Oh Lord! Baby Dal born on April 1 to Lilah Love Barnes. I took a breath and said, “Mr. Barnes, I’d like to make you aware of something. I, uh, met Ms. Love a number of years ago in Jamaica and did some work for her down there. Ms. Love stopped in my office early this morning and asked my help in finding a lost child.