(lol . ..I love how she calls him Jefferson)

Boss: What? Hughie?

Hughie: *smiles* Well Daisy May. . .aren't you beautiful as ever? *stokes her cheek*

(dang is he asking to be killed)

(a lotta things I'd like to do to those ppl)

(lol . ..I love how she calls him Jefferson)

Boss: What? Hughie?

Hughie: *smiles* Well Daisy May. . .aren't you beautiful as ever? *stokes her cheek*

(dang is he asking to be killed)

(a lotta things I'd like to do to those ppl)

(yeah)

Daisy: *slaps Hughie*

Hughie only laughs

Lulu: Hughie you get on outta here! You too Jefferson!

Hughie only laughs

Lulu: Hughie you get on outta here! You too Jefferson!

JD and Hughie leave and Daisy breaks down*

Lulu takes her into her arms

(going in a few minutes. . .not sure when I'll be back)

Lulu takes her into her arms

(going in a few minutes. . .not sure when I'll be back)

(kk)

Daisy: *sighs*

Lulu: Tell me what's on your mind honey.

Lulu: Tell me what's on your mind honey.

Daisy: im just scared.. im 13 and gonna be a momma Lulu

Lulu: I know honey . . .I know. . .I'll be praying for you.

Daisy: Lulu. . .what did you think of just then when Boss and Hughie walked in?

Lulu: I know honey . . .I know. . .I'll be praying for you.

Daisy: Lulu. . .what did you think of just then when Boss and Hughie walked in?

Lulu: i was scared Hughie was gonna hurt you again.. your like a daughter to me Daisy

Daisy: *noded* Thanks miss Lulu. You're like a mama to me also. . .what are you going to do about Hughie?

Daisy: *noded* Thanks miss Lulu. You're like a mama to me also. . .what are you going to do about Hughie?

Lulu: im not sure yet

Daisy rushes off to the bathrroom and then comes back

Daisy: I'm sorry Miss Lulu. . .I feel so bad lately.

Daisy rushes off to the bathrroom and then comes back

Daisy: I'm sorry Miss Lulu. . .I feel so bad lately.

Lulu: its okay Daisy, i understand

Daisy: Miss Lulu. . .tell me the truth. . .what do you think about what happend between me and Hughie. . .I don't understand how he could do that to me. . .I'm not that weak.

Daisy: Miss Lulu. . .tell me the truth. . .what do you think about what happend between me and Hughie. . .I don't understand how he could do that to me. . .I'm not that weak.

Lulu: the truth is im mad at Hughie, he should have never hurt you like that and Daisy you are strong

Daisy: *sighs* I just don't understand it Miss Lulu. Oh and what do you think about the baby taking the last name Duke? I really don't want Hughie having anything to do with it.

Daisy: *sighs* I just don't understand it Miss Lulu. Oh and what do you think about the baby taking the last name Duke? I really don't want Hughie having anything to do with it.

Lulu: Duke would be perfect Daisy

Daisy: You really think so? Do you agree with me not wanting Hughie to have anything to do with it?

(What's your vote boy or girl?)

Daisy: You really think so? Do you agree with me not wanting Hughie to have anything to do with it?

(What's your vote boy or girl?)

(girl.. and is she gonna keep the baby?)

Lulu: yes i agree with last name Duke and i agree with you not wanting Hughie around you or the baby

(I was going to say girl too. . .I don't know. . .well she has a while to think about it, but. . .I don't know about her keeping it. . .what do you think?)

Daisy: *nods* What do you think Boss thinks?

(I was going to say girl too. . .I don't know. . .well she has a while to think about it, but. . .I don't know about her keeping it. . .what do you think?)

Daisy: *nods* What do you think Boss thinks?

Lulu: the only thing Jefferson cares about is money

(maybe)

Daisy: *nods* I know. . .Think any of this matters to him. . .what hiw nephew did to me?

(Well like I said we have some time to think about it.)

Daisy: *nods* I know. . .Think any of this matters to him. . .what hiw nephew did to me?

(Well like I said we have some time to think about it.)

Lulu: probably not

(yeah)

Daisy: I didn't think so. . .I am so botherd by this Miss Lulu. . .I mean Uncle Jesse said that he and the boys would help me with it, but I don't know. . .maybe I shouldn't keep it. . .maybe I should . . .I don't know what to do.