INT. MOTHER’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY.
YONA, 21, Petite, fair brown skin, long black hair, is sitting on the sofa having a glass of Moscato with her Mother. MOTHER, 60, average body-size, short black hair, is talking to Yona about her childhood memories.
THERE’S MUSIC PLAYING FROM RADIO.
Mother turns the volume on radio down.
Does Summer have everything that she needs?
Yona sips from wine glass.
Mother places drink on coaster.
As far as what?
Clothes, enough food, toys and everything?
Yona gives an uncertain look.
She places the glass on table.
Mother is going through her phone.
If she didn’t have these things I wouldn’t be sitting her sipping on this Moscato with you. My child is my priority, and we’re doing the best we can with her.
Mother leans back in seat.
Yona turns toward Mother.
Don’t be so quick to get offended. I just asked you a question. You better hope that child don’t catch that attitude of yours when she gets older.
Yona gives a sarcastic laugh.
Mother shakes her head.
I don’t have an attitude, I’m just saying that she has everything. In fact, she doesn’t need anymore no time soon. I have an idea of how I want my child to be raised...
Mother scratches her head.
Does Courtney agree with this?
He’s her father and he wants the best for her. Why wouldn’t he agree?
Yona gives a concerned look.
Mother grabs radio remote, then turns it off.
Well we were talking yesterday, on the front porch. I asked him how was parenting coming along for you both.
And what did he say?...
Mother sits up and grabs drink.
Yona gulps the rest of her drink down.
He said it was coming along, but there were a few things he felt that you could loosen up on. Your child has to be able to have a decent childhood, not something she doesn’t want to remember. No television, Yona? Really?
Yona puts her hands out.
What’s wrong with no television? If she watches too much then she won’t be as effective out of the house, than in it. You out of all people should understand that.
Mother nods head, agreeing.
There’s nothing wrong with that, but she has to have something to live for. Don’t you think? Her past and present is going to affect her.
Yona grabs a cookie from the platter on coffee table.
Mother pulls pocketbook from side of sofa.
I understand that, but look at the nine of us! Some of us are doing well, while a few others just don’t have a clue. I’m trying to set by example, so that’s working my ass off with no television at all. My child will appreciate me in the long-run.
Mother shakes her head in disagreement.
Yona shrugs her shoulders, carelessly.
How you raise your kids will effect them. My mother had her favorites, out of twenty-two children. How do you think that turned out?
Yona bites bottom lip.
I’m guessing it turned out well, being that women from the 1920’s were so strict and classy.
Mother laughs at Yona, humorously.
No, it turned out bad. She didn’t show enough love to everyone equally. She spoiled her daughter Kim, rotten. She treated myself, Lesley, and Renee very bad.
Yona pours herself more Moscato.
Mother digging through pocketbook.
I’m sorry to hear that. Summer isn’t going to be the downfall in society, not the minority that people speak about.
Listen, I’ve come a long way. Don’t get on a high horse and find yourself falling off. Everyone needs a chance at life. You’ll always have work and your dreams.
Yona curls her face up.
Mother calmly looking at her.
Mom, if I had my dreams at this very moment I wouldn’t be chasing them. I made a mistake by rushing what Courtney and I had. In my head all I thought was, “I’m Ready!”
But you weren’t ready, Kenyona! I told you many of times to take it slow. Love will always be waiting, but you didn’t listen. You’re very stubborn and hard to talk to.
Yona laughs in embarrassment.
Mother gives a serious facial expression.
I’m not stubborn I just have my way of learning. Nothing worth learning or knowing will ever come easy. I’ve heard the story over and over, about how your mother wasn’t all that great of a mother. Are you trying to make sure that I’m not the same?
I don’t want you to have Summer missing out on the precious things in life, that’s all. She’s a good child, she deserves a little more than grown-folk lifestyle adjustments.
Yona shakes her head.
Yona walks downstairs.
Mother remains on the sofa, alone.
INT. MOTHER’S HOUSE - KID’S PLAYROOM - LATER.
Yona goes into the Kid’s playroom to check on SUMMER, 5, short, brown curly hair, brown-skinned, is playing with the other children. Yona interrupts her to ask about how she feels.
Yona enters room.
Summer is playing with her cousins.
She drops her toys and runs to Yona.
Is it time to leave already?
Summer looks sad.
No, Mommy wanted to ask you something. Is that okay?
Summer nods her head, playing with her hand.
Is there a certain way that you feel, when mommy makes you read a lot of books and eat healthy food?
Summer slowly shakes her head, hesitant.
Yona gives her a direct stare.
Well, I told daddy that sometimes I wish I could watch television more. It would be nice to have junk food or snacks, sometimes. But I rather do what you have me doing.
Yona raises her eyebrows.
Summer lowers her head.
Would you like to watch television more often?
Summer has a big smile on her face.
Yona smiles at her.
Yes. Do you mean have my own television in the room? That would be awesome.
The other children join in.
Summer is just excitedly talking to her cousins about it.
Yona leaves the room.
EXT. MOTHER’S HOUSE - FRONT YARD - MOMENTS LATER.
COURTNEY, 24, brown-skinned, faded hair-cut, earring in ear, muscular, and average height, is sitting in the front porch alone. YONA comes out to speak to him about what Mother was talking about, earlier.
Yona walks out front door.
Courtney looks up at Yona.
Hey babe, wassup?
Yona sits down next to him.
He moves over for her.
I just talked with Mother, she’s all down my back about Summer and my parenting skills.
Courtney reaching for Yona’s hand.
They interlock hands.
You’re a great parent, I think you just need to ease up a little. She’s only five and wants to do more.
Yona gives a slight smile.
Courtney kisses her nose.
I didn’t even know that I was treating her like she was an adult. No play time -just all work! I guess I mistake a few things for the dreams I’m still chasing. It sucks, sometimes.
Summer isn’t a failure and neither are you. You could’ve been whatever you wanted, Kenyona.
Yona smiles and gazes at the clouds.
Courtney looking at her.
She turns and looks at him.
I could’ve but I didn’t do it right. I rushed a lot of things, and now here I am being someone’s mother. I love every part about it, but being an unrecognized passionate writer is just beyond me.
What about your blog? What are you posting on there?
Yona stretches out her legs.
Courtney lets go of her hand.
I do so many different things, I think I need to find something better to focus on. Maybe specific topics or something.
Your creativity and ideas may be at a halt, but just keep patient. So what about this let up on Summer?
Yona rubs her cheeks with both hands.
Courtney awaits her response.
We need to get her a small T.V. for her room. What do you think?
Courtney laughs in joy.
Yona looking lost.
What? I’m being serious.
I think it’s a brilliant idea. Give her a few toys to go with that package, too. Don’t cheat my baby of a few toys, either.
Yona shakes her head at Courtney.
Courtney smiles real hard.
You spoil that child too much. You don’t think I be seeing you giving her snacks, you think you slick...
Yona gets up from steps.
Courtney grabs Yona’s hands.
No, you’re forgetting that the man of the house has authority over everything. Don’t try to play me, Yona.
Kenyona laughs, charmingly gazing at him.
Courtney sticks out his tongue, playfully.
Oh, I forgot that we call you daddy around the house.
Courtney puckers lips.
Yona kisses his lips.
You know how it is, baby! I am daddy!
Let’s call your momma and tell her how you’ve been spoiling my child.
Courtney shoo’s Kenyona away.
She stands at the front door.
Gone girl! You got me messed up, right now. That’s my baby girl, she’s going to always be spoiled by me.
Summer runs outside to Courtney.
Daddy, I have to tell you a secret!
Yona adoring her from afar.
Courtney pulls her in close.
Yona pulls Summer away.
Summer throws a tantrum for Courtney.
What about mommy? Do I get to hear the secret?
Summer calms down.
She leans in to tell Yona the secret.
I love you!
Yona’s eyes get watery.
Courtney looking over at the two.
Daddy, do you want to know your secret now?
Courtney smiling at Summer.
Yona wipes her eyes.
Yes, I want you to tell me the secret!
Summer whispers into his ear.
I love you and mommy, a lot. Thank you for being my parents. When do I get allowance?
Courtney burst into laughter.
Yona walks away.
Courtney reaches into his pocket.
Summer takes a dollar from him.