<sub>hey , hey . this is not a new story , just newly revised . This was my first story on the board and it was written in script format so now after months I finally decided to revise it to novel format . So the people who use to BUMP "The Missing Piece of the Puzzle" should report to here . I've changed the title to "Lost.Pieces" Also I'm welcoming new readers .

But I do only ask of one thing , if you're going to read my story leave something of your thought . don't just walk away after reading . show some support so I can feel where you think my story is going .

with that said , happy reading .

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<sub>CHAPTER ONE .


I removed my Christian Dior sunglasses under the Florda sun as I approached my fashion boutique. The chimes rung indicating that the door was open. My bestfriend since the sandbox, Angel was already in the shop setting up.

“Hey girlie”, I greeted her.

“Hey, hon”, she embraced me in a hug. “How was your night?”

“Ugh, the usual, I picked up D.J from his grandma’s then I called it a night and went to home. Oh, yeah to top it off I had a date with Häagen-Dazs .”

“You are slow. Having a date with ice cream”, she laughed.

“No that’s called lonely and desperate.” I huffed as I moved, flipped the closed sign to open.

“You know what you need to do? You need to come out with me tonight.”

“I can’t, you know I have a son Angel. I ain’t got time to be shaking my ass at no club like you.”

She put her hands up on her hips and said, “What you tryna say?”

“Nothing girl, nothing.” I walked in the back room to bring out a rack of clothes that needed to be put on display. When I came back out to the front room there were already customers. As I was arranging the rack I noticed a handsome man looking aroung the store. He was about 6’1, dark skin and had wild dreads like a rasta. I could tell he was a bad boy. But he wasn’t alone, he was accompanied by a shorter light skin man, he had plump lips and gold fronts. For a moment I locked eyes when they looked my way but I averted my eyes to the now empty rack I was shuffling through.

“I peeped that shit, Trinity. He do look good, and his friend ain’t bad either. If I wasn’t with Spec I’d get at that”, Angel came behind me to say, almost scaring me.

I tried to play it off, “Shut up Angel, you so stupid girl.”

“Whatever but Trinity you should go over there and talk to ol’dude with the rasta dreads. He looking at you smiling.”

“Now how would you know I was interested in him”, I asked.

Angel gave me a look, “Let’s be serious. As if I don’t know you.”

“Girl please”, I walked away from her. “I don’t need no man.”

“But you need some dick and I for one am getting tired of your bitching.”

“I don’t bitch”, I pouted.

“Bitch please”, she laughed.

Angel and I were working but also talking as always. She was persistant that I needed a man in my life or at least some spontaneous fun. I kept trying to drop the topic but she managed to bring it back up. I was seriously starting to get annoyed but I suddenly felt eyes on me. I looked up to find one of the two men looking my way. When he realized I was looking at him he quickly picked something off a rack. I smiled a little bit.

“Flirting already”, Angel added.

“Damn you nosey, all up in my face.” To shut her up I decided to make my way over to the two gentlemen. As I walked over to them I swayed my hips suductively. I could see them licking their lips at me.

“Excuse me, gentlemen. Do you need any assistance?"

The darker one of the two spoke, “Uh, yeah. You work here?”

“I own the shop, so yes. Are you looking for anything in particular?”

“Well my mans told me bout this store. He said it was hot so I though I’d come and check it out. And now seeing you I know what he meant.”

“Oh really”, I blushed. “But it’s good to know we get mentioned in the streets. Uh, if there isn’t anything I can help you with, I’ll ring you up when you’re ready.” I quickly turned on my heels and walked away the same way I did before. I took a glance behind me to see both men staring at my rear and talking amongst themselves.

“Uh-huh, I peeped all that shit. You was spitting game, huh? I saw the look on that nigga’s face,” Angel said. I disregarded what she said and went back to work. Moments later both men came to the register with loads of clothes and three shoe boxes each. I rang them up and the total came out to tweleve hundred dollars. I wasn’t fazed by the price though. We did the cash transaction and I handed him their receipt.

“Thank you, Miss. I’m sorry but I didn’t get your name”, the rasta brother said.

I looked at him, “Well that’s because I didn’t give it out.”

“Ouch, she’s a feisty one, bruh”, the shorter, lighter man said.

“Don’t worry. I like that”, he smirked.

I laughed a little, “My name is Trinity. What’ yours?” I handed him their bags.

“That’s more like it”, he smiled. “I’m Slick. This my mans Plies. Say Miss. Trinty, could I call you sometime?”

Angel took that as her cue, “Yes you can.” She wrote down my number behind one of our business cards. “She has Sprint so you can call her at anytime, like tonight.”

Slick blushed but accepted the card, “Thanks, I will be using this.” He looked at me before leaving the store, “Have a nice day ladies.”

The rest of the day was a little slow but we got enough sales. At close up I said my goodbyes to Angel and she reminded me about the call I would soon be getting. She was more for me getting a social life than I was. I located my car and drove off to pick up my son from his grandmother’s. The drive was quiet but relaxing. I pulled up into the driveway and made my way to the front door.

“Come in, Trinity”, Tina said as soon as she opened the door.

“Okay, hey Ma. How you feeling?” Tina wasn’t my mother but I felt close enough to her to call her my mother.

“I’m fine baby, but that grandson of mine is wearing me out. Bless his soul.”

“Did he give you a hard time”, I asked.

“No, he’s been fine. He’s upstairs now in his room looking at his father’s photo album.”

“I hope he’s alright, you know how he gets”, I got up and went to see how my son was doing. I reached his room and slowly opened it, peeking through. I could see him sitting down on the floor with his father’s photo albums surrounding him.

“Hey babyboy”, I said walking up to him.

He looked up at me and his face lit up, “Mommy, mommy”. He ran into my arms.

“I missed you. How was your day?”

“It was good, mommy. Gramma let me watch t.v after my homework.”

“She did”, he nodded. “That’s good. So what are you doing up here?”

“Looking at daddy. Mommy I miss him.” He had an emptiness in his eyes.

“I know sweetie, I miss him too. Now get your things and come downstairs, okay.”

He nodded ‘yes’ and did what I asked of him. I walked out his room and headed downstairs. Midway down the stairs I stopped and sighed out. I could see the pain in my son’s eyes. It was the same pain I tried to hide. I looked up and said a silent prayer to my deceased boyfriend. The father of my six year old son. We were both still grieving over his death. I pulled myself together and ran into Tina who was coming from the kitchen when I reached the last step.

“Well I’ll see you all tomorrow”, she said. D.J, my son came running downstairs with his bookbag on his back.

“Bye, Gramma.”

“Bye, babies”, she kissed both of us. I grabbed D.J’s hand and followed to the car. After getting him strapped in I got in the driver side and drove home.

When I pulled up to my two bedroom condo, I noticed that D.J was asleep. I carefully got him out the back seat along with his bookbag and went into the house. He seemed to be tired so I took him into his room. I undressed him and redressed him into his night clothes. Still sound asleep I tucked him in and turned on his night light and leaving his door at a crack. The single parent gig was worth it at the end of the day but it was also difficult. I was alone.

‘Oh what a day’ , I though as my cell phone rang. I looked at the screen and noticed an unidentified number. I was hesitant at first but picked up secretly hoping it was Slick.</sub>

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