"I stood up then and headed to the kitchen. My mother, Mrs. Brown and Aunt Harriet just stood there following me with their eyes and their mouths open...The women came into the kitchen a few minutes later. What they had talked about during that time I do not know. I was busy thanking God and pondering what was coming next. I noticed my mom went to the junk drawer and took out a pad and pen. She looked at me and smiled, with tears in her eyes and started writing. Aunt Harriet was wiping her eyes. I had been in Upper Miami for almost a decade now. I left there not much longer after I had graduated. Desmond was a traditionalist like I mentioned. He took after Pops in that regard. Mom was the one who had dared me to dream and be great. He despised the wave of new. But I often joked about his beach farm in Orlando. Global warming had the real Miami disappear well over two centuries ago. There were modern day Atlantis like cities that littered the globe these days. If you should ever have. More

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