“Mama! Mama! Aye, Mama! I’m right here!”
His mother took a seat in the front room, oblivious to the fact that her son was yelling for her attention. She wiped a tear from her eye and glanced at his picture as he laughed and walked into the room. “Mama, why are you ignoring me? Are you mad that I broke curfew again last night? Alright, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” He sat down next to her but still, she didn’t say a word. She rocked back and forth on the edge of the couch, holding her arms as if she was freezing but the temperature was calm.
A faint breeze blew through the front room window that was halfway open, causing the curtains to flutter as if they were waving goodbye. The front door opened suddenly as her husband walked through somberly. “Pop,” his son said as he stood up, “Can you talk to Mom? She is really mad at me right now, and she hasn’t said a word since I came in here.”
His father ignored him on his way towards his wife as he placed his phone on the table and put his arm around her while she cried on his shoulder. “It’s going to be alright, sweetheart. We will make it through.” Their son’s eyebrows wrinkled together like an accordion as he watched their interaction.
“Aye yall, what’s wrong? Why yall so sad?”
His mother spoke, “Honey, I just… I just can’t believe this happened. He wasn’t the type to resist anything, and we didn’t raise him that way! Why are they saying these things about our boy!”
“I know, baby, I know. We can’t listen to that right now. It won’t do anything but make us angrier, ok? Don’t watch the news, don’t read the paper, don’t go on the internet. We have to keep our minds clear right now.”
Their son didn’t understand why he was being ignored until he looked at his father’s cell phone screen. He could hardly breathe when he saw his picture and read what was on its face, “RIP, my only son. Wesley Armon Jones.” Suddenly, everything went dark as his mind slowly pieced together what happened on his way home from a party with his friends last night. The last thing he saw was an officer with his gun aimed directly at him as he yelled, “My hands are up, officer! They are up!”