‘What identification? What the hell you talking ’bout?’
‘Passport, man. Driving licence.’
‘And where yu think I going get that?’
‘Is independence weekend! Yu know how many Americans out there right now drinking liquor and living it up. Go arrest somebody and let them cool off in jail while yu take them papers. How come yu can’t ever think nothing for yourself, Clifton?’
Just before him go I tell him to try keep the thing outta the newspapers at least till after the holiday weekend done.
When I go back to Matthews Lane I put the knife in the safe and try get a couple hours sleep before daybreak.
The next morning Meacham come see me on him way to the airport. He park the nasty grey Rover car outside the shop across the street, and I see the girl sitting there like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth.
Him come in the shop and I say to him, ‘The car clean enough for you?’
And him say, ‘Yes.’ Then him just hand me a envelope and when I look inside it I see it full of US dollars. I half begin to wonder where him get so much money from so fast overnight, especially on a holiday weekend, but then I realise I don’t care. At least he have the good manners this time to put it in a envelope, not like how he just hand me the naked bills when he pay me to get rid of Merleen’s baby.
I think him see himself as paying for a service. And I think him expect me to go give him the knife. But then I start think ’bout how this man going fly outta here and leave me with all his responsibility. I got Merleen Chin and baby John Morrison, and I got Marguerite Lopez, which is what the waitress call after Clifton done sort out the business with the driving licence.
I got all these people to look out for and put through school and everything. So I look at Meacham and I say to him, ‘I was thinking of something regular.’
Clifton do the business with the newspaper thing as well because the story didn’t reach the
On Friday 2nd August two youths were found stabbed to death in the car park of Club Havana on the Windward Road in Kingston. The youths, Winston Morgan and Aubrey Williams, both aged 13 years old, were from Kingston in the parish of St Andrew. Police have no clues and have yet to arrest anyone in connection with these fatal woundings.
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A week or so after that I go visit Margaret Morrison and the baby. I take some peanut brittle for her and a little shirt and pants thing for the baby that far too big for him but Margaret say is OK he will grow into it.
Well, Mrs Morrison right. You can’t tell from looking at him that his mother Chinese. Baby John look just like a regular big-frame baby white boy. Funny thing is he even got a full head of ginger hair just like George. If you didn’t know no better you would even think that George Morrison him papa.
Margaret entertain me royal with tea and shortbread biscuits. She so happy with the baby she can’t thank me enough. She say it change her whole life. She say it give her life meaning. She say every day she thank the Lord that He bring baby John to her. She say she and George happier than they ever been their whole lives. I never hear anybody carry on so much over a pickney. I feel like I want to say to her, ‘Is just a baby, you know, Margaret,’ but I don’t say nothing because it would hurt her feelings, and I don’t mean to do that.
Then she turn to face me, and she turn her whole body right ’round so she looking at me square and direct.
And she say to me, ‘I would like to ask something of you. You don’t have to give me your answer straight away, but I would like it if you would at least consider it. I beg you, just think about it before you respond.’
I can’t imagine what she going say to me.
But then she say, ‘George and I would like to ask you to be John’s godfather.’
Well, you could have knock me down with a feather. ‘Margaret, I honoured that you ask me, but ’
She put her finger to her lip like to say shhh, and then she say, ‘Take some time to think about it. Please. It would mean such a lot to us and I don’t want the decision to be hasty. Please just think about it.’
Next time I see George I tell him he got to talk Margaret out of it.
‘I can’t be no baby godfather. All the things you and me do together and then I going stand up in church and say what?’
‘I have spoken to her about it repeatedly, but Margaret has her heart set on this. I don’t know what else to say to you, Pao.’
‘Is not me you need talk to. Is her.’
But Morrison not paying me no mind. It seem like he actually want me to be the baby godfather as well. He just prefer to lay the whole thing on Margaret like it her idea alone. This is what I guess anyway after him say to me, ‘You talk about the things we have done together and what of it? Wasn’t it kindness that you showed to Merleen Chin, and the waitress from Club Havana, and even Meacham’s daughter? You care for your children and Zhang and your mother. Even the girls in East Kingston tell me how lucky they feel with you looking out for them. Anyway, we don’t know anyone who would make a better godfather for John, because in a way you are the person who gave him life. So who better to help him understand how to live it?’
I reckon all this talking with Margaret make Morrison done lose his mind, so I just shrug my shoulders and walk off. I can understand Margaret maybe thinking she doing something good by the child because she dunno nothing. But Morrison should know better. Maybe he just forget what we been doing. Like every now and again he forget he not supposed to be drinking liquor.
Father Michael think maybe the godfather thing OK if I ask God for forgiveness and go to confession and Holy Communion and I say, ‘No, man. We already been through all of this.’
‘Then why don’t you just say no?’ That stop me dead in my tracks.
‘I think you need to face it, Pao, there is something that the Lord is trying to make out of you. Some lesson He wants you to learn. Some corner He wants you to turn. Maybe you just need to let Him do His work with you as He is doing with Karl and Mui.’
So right then I see in his face for the first time ever that maybe he think he make a mistake.
‘What you mean, Karl and Mui?’
He take a deep breath. ‘Both Karl and Mui have been baptised and received their First Holy communion. Karl attends Mass regularly with Fay, and Mui also attends during the time that she spends with me.’
I just look at him in complete disbelief. ‘And this is what you been doing with her all this time she coming here and I think you taking an interest in the child?’
‘I am taking an interest in her. Mui belongs to a group of young people who are studying the Catechism in preparation for their Confirmation.’
Well right then I feel like just swinging my arm and boxing him. I can’t believe how he betray my trust like this.
‘And you never think, in all the time that you and me spend together, you never think that maybe you mention any of this to me?’
‘Mui asked me not to.’
‘Mui asked you not to? Mui is a child. You and me are grown men. Is you and me should be talking to one another not just you go talking to some child.’
I can hear myself now and I can hear how much I shouting. Michael just stand there, calm in him little space that always surround him. He just stand there with him hands clasp in front of him.
