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"Jacob…" She called out a little annoyed with his weakness for the teens She didn't want hietting close The closer he got to the for his own son Besides, Jacob had a way of losing track with time and she certainly didn't want to miss the train that only ran once every hour after rush hour ended

"Where are you headed?" Jayden couldn't resist prying His father certainly doted on his family The word "hypocrite" flashed in his head Suddenly he felt tension in the crook of his neck

"Ah, we're taking Dinah don to college orientation… Loyola this fall…" Jayden couldn't help but hearing the pride that filled his father's voice when speaking about his children He watched as his father's eyes lovingly and proudly connecting with his daughter She blushed under his boasting about her

"Guess that makes you proud Poppa… A kid in Stanford and another one at Loyola… Da in mad money" Jayden was hot and his voice was laced with the venoht to control his runaway e doted on kids that were not his own, yet his own son stood here and he didn't even know hinize hi as his body slowly tre his fist at his side and could see hihtening up and then going slack; he knew that he was grinding his teeth

"Yea… yea… Proud Poppa…" Jacob agreed grinning from ear-to-ear "And if we have time, maybe we'll stop for dinner and a movie… You know;

"Family day eh… Must be nice…" He said with sarcasnore

"You know fa like fa his fa look Jayden felt nauseated and fought the sensation of gagging at his words

"Okay little businessed as he followed his wife and daughter up the stairs to catch the train

"Phony- bitch-ass nigga…" The curses slipped out frolare His jawof his teeth when so upsets him Jayden's body involuntarily tensed up as he stood speechless staring at thehand-in-hand with his wife on one side and his daughter on the other side He couldn't believe that that man had the audacity to boast about how family was How the hell would he know? The dude was a fake and it took every e that wanted to scream those words at him