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“Demi,” she squealed.
“Halo!” Demi swept Roc’s daughter off her feet as soon as she reached her. “How’s my best friend?”
“Goooood.” Halo giggled, making her warm light brown complexion glow. “I asked my Daddy to buy me a Gucci purse, and um, he, um, he said he would.”
“Miss thang, what do you know about Gucci?”
“A lot.”
“Oh really?” Demi tickled her tiny tummy, making her giggle. “Well, make sure you get me one too.”
“Okay!” Demi set her down, and then Halo’s focus shifted to me. “Hi,” she greeted shyly.
“Hello.” I returned her wave with a smile. Halo was definitely a beautiful brown girl, but this close, I was able to detect the bisection of European features, too, making me wonder who her mother might be.
Feeling bolder, she asked, “What’s your name?”
“Atlas. What’s yours?” I inquired, even though I’d heard Demi shout it already. It seemed rude not to, and I didn’t want to make her feel unwelcome.
“Halo.”
“That’s an awfully pretty name for an awfully pretty girl.”
“Thank you! You know my daddy?”
“I sure do. I work for him.”
“Oh. I like your hair. Is it yours?”
I snorted because this little girl was too grown. “No, it’s not mine. Is thisyourhair?” I reached out and tugged one of her lopsided pigtails.
“Uh-huh! I grew it all by myself.”
“Wow.”
“My Daddy does it for me.” Halo stepped a little closer to me and whispered—but not really—behind her hand, “He’s really bad at it.”
“But you know what?” I whispered back.
“What?”
“I bet no one will notice because you’re so cool.”
“Kacy doesn’t think so,” Halo told me with a deep frown. “She tells everyone at school I smell.”
“Kacy sounds like a hater.”
Halo nodded enthusiastically. “Uh-huh. She really is. And she’s the one that smells. Not me.”
“I bet.”
Roc ended his phone call and sauntered over. “What’s good, ladies?”
Demi wasted no time answering his question with one of her own. “Not your hearing, apparently. I thought I told you not to step foot in my shop again?”
Roc dismissed her question with a wave of his hand. “I’m not trying to hear that, Demetria. I came looking for Golden.”
“Well, as you can see, he’s not here, so bye.”
