The Best Man Page #2

you can rest your mind assured

That I'll be loving you always

Until the rainbow burns

the stars down in the sky

Always Until the ocean

covers every mountain high

Always

Until the dolphin flies

and parrots live at sea

Always

Until we dream of life

and life becomes a dream

Did you know that true love

asks for nothin'

Her acceptance

Is the way we pay

Did you know that life

has given love a guarantee

To last through forever

and another day

Just as time knew to move on

since the beginning

And the seasons know exactly

when to change

Just as kindness knows no shame,

know through all your joy and pain

That I'll be loving you always

As today I know I'm living

but tomorrow...

And you didn't tell any of us?

There really wasn't

much to tell, really.

And, you know,

you can't keep a secret.

What? What do you mean

I can't keep a secret?

Were you supposed to tell me

that you had my book? Or...

Just finish the story.

Until the earth just

for the sun denies itself

I'll be loving you forever

Until dear mother nature

says her work is through

Until the day that you are me

And I am you

I guess, in retrospect,

it was one of those moments

you wish

you could have back.

But at the time,

it just wasn't right.

Wasn't right?

No.

You two are ridiculous.

Why?

You forget. She was off to

LA to do that internship

I was headed

straight to grad school.

In other words,

the two control freaks

couldn't lose control

and get freaky, right?

Wow.

I almost forgot

how corny you could be.

Almost.

I thought it was

a pretty good play on words.

Um,

it was kind of corny.

Okay.

Jordan, stop it.

This is business.

This is your boy.

This is strictly business.

It's all good.

You don't have...

Good job, Jordan.

Great. Thanks, Anita. I think it was

good, but I think we could've...

Is that him?

Yes. Yes, indeed. That is Harper

Stewart, Lance Sullivan's best man.

You sure we can't get a camera at that wedding?

It could be huge.

I know. I've actually

been working on that,

but they're very

adamant about it.

Keep trying.

Right.

You ready?

Ready.

Here she is.

Hey. Harper Stewart.

Jordan Armstrong.

Harper, I've always

enjoyed your writing.

But that book of yours?

Wow, you nailed it.

And your girl here,

talk about a fan.

She's got her nose in that preview

copy every free moment she's got.

It's my job to keep up

with what's current.

Of course you do.

Harper, can we get

you on Teen Summit,

or profile you on

Tonight With Tavis?

Absolutely. Sure.

I would like that.

Great.

We'll even get Jordan to produce it.

What do you think, J?

Absolutely.

We've got the inside track.

This is gonna be fabulous. It was

a pleasure meeting you both.

I've got to run.

Take care, Harper.

All right.

Bye-bye.

That's gonna be Jordan

in a little while.

She's well on her way.

True. True.

Come on, now.

Give me love.

Yeah, of course.

Urn...

Okay. Yeah. So, you know...

Like Anita was saying, we want

to get you in the studio.

You know me.

I'm all yours.

Right.

Yeah.

So, you guys ready to go?

All right, I'll talk to you later.

Bye.

Damn, this wedding sh*t,

it never ends.

Who wants ham hocks?

Lance's uncles.

And Mia's cousins

have the nerve

to be calling me,

driving me nuts,

asking me to hook them

up with guys and sh*t.

You should

introduce them to Quentin.

Oh, well, I did.

Big mistake.

He's got the poor girls open.

Charming motherf***er.

That's what he's good at.

If they gave college credit for

that, he'd have his PhD by now.

You know, Dr. Feel Good

has your book.

Quentin has my book?

Go on, baby.

Quentin Spivey!

Quentin Spivey from

our nation's capital.

Wow, I'm gonna have

to do a little story on him.

I'll be right back.

All right, cool.

You want a drink?

No.

What's wrong with you?

You talk too much.

See you later. Peace.

Why would you

tell him everything?

So, Q, what's up

with the guitar?

This? Just a little something

to add to the repertoire.

You know a n*gger got gifts.

The n*gger's

scatterbrained.

I had to pull

some serious strings

to get you that photography

gig at the Post.

What happened?

Don't get all bent.

You know I read your book.

I heard. So?

So you got skills, Joe.

I ain't gonna front.

You about to blow the f*** up.

Got me wanting to

be a writer and sh*t.

See, man, that's

what I'm talking about.

First it was photography. Then you

got this little music thing going.

Back in January, you wanted

to direct music videos.

Now you want

to be a writer, man.

Don't sweat none

of that sh*t, Joe.

Seriously though,

that book is like that.

I still think you might

have exaggerated

a brother's character

a little bit.

My mama not being

around ain't got sh*t

to do with how I treat

these b*tches.

How do you know

it's you I'm talking about?

Oh, come on, now. Give a

n*gger some credit, all right?

I ain't stupid.

I was a lot more focused

than that

when I was in school.

Quentin, you're still

in school, brother.

But I'm saying...

Couldn't you have embellished

a n*gger a little bit?

Ain't that that buttery sh*t

about being a writer?

You know,

rewriting history?

Tailoring sh*t to fit

your own little ideal self?

I know where you're going,

so just chill with that.

The frontal lobe, shorty?

Hey, man, ain't nothing there.

Just leave it be.

Look, all I'm saying is it

brought back some wild memories.

You know, sh*t I ain't

thought about in years.

Know what I'm saying?

Yeah, man.

Where's the book now?

Running back!

Ah.

You know what?

You play too much.

You're spilling

all your stuff.

That was a great show.

Thank you.

Can you imagine?

Look at him.

L-Boogie!

They love him

in the Big Apple.

You know they're

talking Super Bowl, right?

What are they now?

6 and 0?

He's been carrying them

all the way to the bye week.

We gotta move back here.

I got you all set up back here.

I'm gonna go get the superstar.

What you up to, man?

I'm not up to anything.

Still got your

mama's jacket on.

Will you stop, you two?

Excuse me.

Mr. Lance Sullivan?

Thank you.

Oh-ho, Harper, man! What's up?

How you feeling?

I'm all right, man,

but I am stressed.

You ought to be.

What are you doing planning a wedding

in the middle of the season?

You got Dallas next week.

I wasn't even thinking.

It's what the little lady wanted.

The little lady.

The best man is here.

I'm gonna hook you up.

I'll get you over that

broom if it kills me.

Good to see you, man.

How are you?

Sorry I missed your show.

Congratulations again,

big man.

You doing all right?

Yes, sir.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Julian!

Hi, Shel.

Hello, honey.

Well, well, well. The gang's

all here, back in effect.

Break out the '40s.

Hey, Shelby.

It's nice to see

all of you, too.

Ah.

Harper Stewart.

Richard Wrong,

Langston Snooze.

Hi, Shelby.

I heard about your book, and I

don't think it's cute, Harper.

Listen,

the next time you want to

characterize me in one

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