Free Red Hot Liar (9781617738654) by Noire Page A

Someone had walked up and lifted her out of her stroller without saying a word. I screamed and searched all over, but . . .” Selah dabbed at her eyes with her lace hanky, “she was gone.”
    That shit felt so raw to me. Just because I had loved my mama Jude and I didn’t remember a thing about getting took, it didn’t mean I couldn’t feel mad sympathy for Selah every time she told that story. All that pain I was hearing in her voice was there because she had lost a kid she really loved. Because she had lost me . And that’s why I copped a real stank ’tude when Okrah opened her mouth and bit her like that.
    â€œBut it really wasn’t that simple, was it, Selah? Tell the truth. It wasn’t that you just ran in the store for a moment and then a tragedy occurred, as you’ve led everyone to believe. The truth is, you were drunk, weren’t you?” she accused, turning on Selah like a pudgy pit bull. “According to the police report and statements our producers uncovered, you had been walking around consuming large amounts of alcohol in the middle of the day. So, you’re telling the world that knowing full well that you alone were responsible for the safety and well-being of three young children, you were out there drinking? ”
    You bubble-eyed bitch! I wanted to come up outta my seat on Okrah! She didn’t even have to go her ass there! We had been on plenty of other talk shows and nobody else had put Mama Selah’s shit on blast like that! I was about ready to leap up and get real ratchet on Mizz O because I wasn’t scared of her ass!
    â€œY-yes, you’re right,” Mama Selah admitted quietly. “I was drinking and it was my fault that Sable was taken.”
    â€œBecause you were drunk, ” Okrah repeated. “Say it and own it! You were falling down drunk! ”
    Selah lowered her head in shame. “I admit I was drinking and I take full responsibility for that. But the worst part is”—her lips started quivering face crumpled in a million pieces. “And as you just saw, for almost twenty years my son Barron blamed himself, but he was only seven years old and there was no way he could have stopped that crazy woman from doing what she did.”
    By now I was swole like a muthafucka and there was no way nobody coulda stopped me from doing what I was about to do neither!
    I jumped up outta my seat and blasted that heffa with both my guns. “You’s a hater!” I screamed on Okrah as I grabbed Mama Selah by her wrist and yanked her to her feet. Barron jumped up too and he got on the other side of Selah and wrapped his arm around her protectively.
    â€œFaker!” I yelled at Okrah. “Coming up in here pretending like you cared about her! Well we ain’t gonna sit here and let you disrespect our mother like that! As much loot as you got you still ain’t nothing but a ratings rat! That’s why all that food on your show looks like hot buttered dog shit! ’Cause you fake, Okrah! You fake! ”
    You shoulda seen the way her security people tried to swarm all over us.
    Barron jumped in front of me and Selah and looked crazy as hell posting up in his three-piece suit as he threw up his dukes.
    â€œPut ya fuckin’ hands on me and your narrow ass is gonna be taking a nap out here in this grass,” I peeped out from behind Barron and warned a tall white dude who looked like he wanted to step to me. I snatched those clip-on mics and little black boxes off of me and Selah and tossed them shits into the flower bed.
    I pointed my finger at Okrah as her team started packing up their shit and her security squad tried to rush her away. “That’s why I stole a whole box of your stupid magazines off a truck one time and ripped out the pages to soak up pee-pee water when my toilet overflowed! Lemme give you a hint, witcha high and mighty stuck-up ass,” I hollered as I ran her nosy tail up outta