Step-Father: “Look, you are mne. You’re going to make
it. You’re supposed to be here on Earth. God has a
purpose for you.”Tiffany: “Man, God ain’t got no purpose with me. I’m
just God’s punching bag. I feel like I’m a punching
bag.”Step-Father: “Nope, you got a purpose, ’cause you’re
supposed to be dead. I’ll tell you that right now. You
and all your brothers and sisters. Y’all was supposed
to be dead. Justin’s not even supposed to be born.
None of y’all supposed to be here.”Tiffany: “What do you mean?”Step-Father: “Remember that car accident? You all
was supposed to be in the car. I had a life insurance
policy on all of y’all. I’m supposed to be a
multimillionaire now, and y’all supposed to be gone.”He told me this whole story. ͳat he took out all the
insurance policies. ͳen he cut the line in her brakes. He
said he knew that she drove too fast, and we was all
supposed to be in the car that day. We was supposed to be
dead.
ͳat was the day that my mom left us all home, because
I told her I could take care of the little ones. He said he
hadn’t planned for that, and that was the only reason it was