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I am trying to still figure out why I am being summons to court. I still take no chances. I call Attorney and her secretary told me that she was not in the office. I did not leave a message because I knew where I could find her. I called Attorney on her cell and asked her if she ordered yet. Lucky day for me she was still deciding what to order. I arrived to find her having this waiter eating out of his hand. I laughed as I approached the table because some things never change. Push Pause Attorney and I have known each other since Grade School. She has always been a good friend to me and I owe her mad love for getting in my face telling me I was a beautiful Black Queen even through the raccoon eyes, the busted lips, of the red hand prints on my face. She was the one who inducted me into the DIVAs Club. I still have the crown that she and my friends pitched in to buy me an actual crown. It was similar to the crowns worn in pageants like Miss USA or Miss Universe. I still wear my crown when I clean just to remind of who I am.......silly ,huh? Push Play We greeted each other in our usual way. Air Kisses........It's the DIVA's way. I showed her the letter and she tells me Girl don't worry I got your back.I will be so glad when you are completely free from the Black Plaque. When everything is done, you should go somewhere and celebrate. You deserve it and need it. We held our sprite high to toast in agreement and giggled like little school girls. I noticed that she was not herself something was out of place. I asked her the million dollar question what is going on with you? She looks at me with tears welling within her eyes. I hold her hand as she inhales then exhales very deeply. She whispers I found a pregnancy test in Daughter's trash can. It was positive.Her duaghter is not hers biologically but hers maternally because Attorney is all the mama duaghter knows. This is every mother's nightmare a child raising a child. She looked at me searching for answers on how to approach the situation. I asked her did she have number to reach the boy's parents. She did. I told her to call them and set up a meeting. She set up the meeting with parents who were more than willing to meet with them. She asked me if I could be the mediator if tthings got out of hand. I agreed to it because situations like these can be very explosive. We laughed and talked some more until it was time for the both us to get back to work.