We were no longer part of the Jewish Israelites. They temporarily interrupted our lives and we were done with it all. Eric had finally graduated from high school. He didn't graduate with honors, but at least he got out of there. He was so bored of it; he didn't even walk across the stage. He asked his advisor to mail him his diploma. We had not heard from any of the Hebrew Israelites for many months, and we were very happy about it. I was coming home from work and my cell phone rang. I replied. “Hey sis, how are you?” "Don't act like you don't know me, girl! This is Sister Mandy!" "What's up Sister Mandy? I missed you so bad!" I really missed her too. She was never a full member of that group of Jewish Israelites and she was the one who warned me never to take them too seriously. "Girl, I'm just calling to see how you and your family are doing? Gabriel sitting his crazy ass in every Saturday meeting talking about how you attacked him like crazy and how you're a witch and you're teaching witchcraft to your family. Gabriel and Nadia were evicted from their apartment and now they have moved to Fiyama. They should help her with the bills and take care of her house while Kush is in prison, they are destroying the woman's house! lazy Nadia made Fiyama clean up after her and Gabriel. Treat the girl like a slave! Oh yes, the bookshop finally closed too Kush was the only one of the Jamaicans who was interested in keeping the bookshop going, so when he went to prison everything fell apart. “I listened to the gossip Mandy had to share, but I was really…in the middle of paper……cancer. I just didn't believe her at all and couldn't believe her. In other words I went into denial. Even as he lay in a hospital bed, I still couldn't believe he had stomach cancer. None of us said anything. The nurse came into the room to check mom's stats again and we left the room. We absolutely didn't know what to do with ourselves. We went down to the canteen and cried together. We tried to find ways to support each other but all we could do was cry. We knew it was something serious especially since mom was in the hospital, but cancer had never crossed our minds. We thought it would be something Mom could recover from easily. We sat in the cafeteria and cried our eyes out. Then we cleaned our faces and put ourselves together as best we could so we could make a good impression in front of mom..