The Measures of a Bitta-Sweet Life!

By Deneen Elise

The Owens Family is controlled by their matriarch, a bully who unintentionally undermines her daughters role as a mother and wife. As the family experiences a series of challenges, struggles, and tragedies, they are also impacted by the mishaps of their neighbors and friends. Eventually, the Owens cloud of bitterness will be lifted by the glory of sweetness. A sweetness thats also a public shock and embarrassment!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 11, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499062076

Deneen Elise

ABOUT THE AUTHOR - Deneen Elise crafts captivating stories across multiple fictional genres, drawing readers into a world of suspense that is impossible to resist. Originating from Far Rockaway, NY, this Queens native began writing at the age of 14 but only embraced publishing at the age of 50. Her works include "Measures of a Bitta-Sweet Life," "The Right Wish," "Parker Steps," and her latest creation, "KWAH." In addition to her writing talent, Deneen Elise, alongside her husband, professional saxophonist Frankie Addison, manages the live band, Signature Live!, performing at various venues and special occasions. As a versatile artist, showcasing her skills as a vocalist, actress, and screenwriter (https://pro.imdb.com/name/nm15179192/ ref_=instant_nm_1&q=Deneen%20Elise), Deneen Elise's ambitious plans are to adapt each of her novels for the screen, successfully scriptwriting several treatments, and releasing a final novel in 2025. Char Turner (Intern Fictional Writer) The native New Yorker, raised in Queens, has always been a high achiever throughout her education and has enthusiastically embraced crafty challenges, particularly mastering the art of quilting. Fictional writing has become her latest endeavor. The wonderful friendship with author Deneen Elise has elevated her abilities and imagination, significantly contributing to the joy and creation of ‘KWAH’. Char, the mother of a wonderful daughter and two adorable grandchildren, not only loves quilting but also enjoys listening to music and exploring various genres through reading. Sade’ Ave’ (Intern Fictional Writer) Straight out of Brooklyn, NY, Sade' Ave' is passionate about reading fictional books, particularly in the supernatural genre, and also happens to be the niece of author Deneen Elise. Since the unique creation of the novel 'KWAH,' she has been ecstatic yet filled with shyness about being publicly exposed. Sade' Ave' is the proud mother of a young teenage son and holds a degree in Liberal Arts & Social Science. Having achieved her dream of working with her aunt, her next goal is to delve into the art of culinary.

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PROLOGUE

New York City

July, 1998

A young man, a little over four-feet tall, escorted Flora, Lexee, Geri, Detta, and Sandee to a large, empty conference room.

Please feel free to help yourselves. He grinned as he pointed to a lavish continental breakfast spread located at the rear of the room. The donuts are delicious! They’re freshly baked every morning. And the orange juice is fresh too! Do you like coffee? If so, I’ve made a pot of regular and a pot of decaffeinated, whichever you desire.

No thank you, they all replied.

You call this a courtroom? Geri asked.

The man ignored her and quickly left the room as two police officers entered and took guard positions by the door. Flora could feel her heartbeat racing fearfully with anxiety. She tried to hide her shaking body by folding her arms and pretending to be cold from the highly air-conditioned room.

Are you okay, Mama? Lexee asked, noticing her shivering.

Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just a little chilly, Flora sighed. She reached to the back of her wheelchair for her shawl. I could really use a cigarette right about now.

Are you outta’ your mind? Have you bumped your head? I wish I would catch you trying to inhale a doggone cancer stick! Sandee fussed, as she helped herself to a seat. I can’t believe you just let those words come from outta’ your mouth, Flora! You don’t even smoke! Are you that stressed out that you’re willing to pick up a new habit? A bad one at that! Don’t let these folks get you all upset and drive you crazy!

Here, eat somethin’ Mama! Geri insisted, as she placed a variety of fruit on a small plate.

No! I don’t have an appetite. The sooner this thing is over the better! I can’t wait to leave here! I hate New York! Flora huffed catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Lexee studied her mother, noticing her nervousness. Regardless of her health, she looked great today. Her make-up was flawless and to top it off, she managed to pull of wearing one of her favorite dresses. A long tight black and white straight dress, exposing a small area of her back.

The little man re-entered the room with a young man and woman.

Help yourself to the continental breakfast located in the rear section of the room. The man smiled, as he turned to leave.

Thank you, they replied and began to help themselves.

Wonder who they are? Geri whispered to Lexee, who hunched her shoulders.

They’re probably lawyers! Those bastards are gonna’ need one! Lexee snapped.

Mama ain’t got no lawyer! She probably needs one too! Geri panicked.

Maybe one of them is representing her. Then on the other hand, she doesn’t need one. I’m sure the court will be in her favor, Lexee assured her.

What do I look like? Chopped liver? I’m an attorney too! Have you forgotten? Detta huffed, feeling insulted. If Mrs. Owens needs me, I’m here for her, she assured them.

Thanks, Detta. Flora managed to smile.

I hope everything turns out just… Geri paused as the little man re-entered the room once again.

Pardon me; I forgot to place these napkins on the table. Shame on me! I’m so embarrassed, he nervously announced. Ah, that’s much better! The little man looked at the table proudly, and then left the room leaving the door partially open.

Ouch! Get your hands off me, dammit! a voice shouted from the other side of the door, attracting everyone’s attention. Who do you think you are, you big black wolf! Who do you think you are, some kinda’ fuckin’ super cop? Look how red my wrist is now. You better hope it’s not sprained! Cause if it is, I’ll see your fuckin’ ass in court!

The room fell silent, as everyone listened to the confrontation. Geri tried peeking but could only see the backs of two security guards standing side by side blocking the entrance of the door way.

Sorry but you just can’t walk in! We have a listing of certain people that are allowed in this room. We’ll need to see some identification before we can let you go inside! If you’re not gonna cooperate, we will have to escort you out of the building, one of the security guards warned. Do you have identification?

Of course I do! the person chuckled flirtatiously before pulling out two photo ids. Hmm! By the way, do you have hairy balls? Hmm! Yes, indeed, I’m sure you do! Little itty-bitty fine hairs too, not that nappy shit! I hate nappy balls; they make me itch the way wool does, the person purred, placing the identification in the officer’s hand. Do ya need anything else, baby? A blow job? A spa treatment? A finger up your ass? Or maybe a nice hard swift kick up the ass?

The officer glanced at the identification and handed it to his partner as another person attempted to walk inside. Excuse me! May I help? Sorry but you just can’t walk in! We have a listing of certain……….. he began blocking the entrance with his foot.

Oh hush, big boy! For your information, we’re together. The person informed him, grabbing the other person by the hand.

The officer nodded. It’s not excusable, we still need to see…. the security guard announced, handing back the identification.

For goodness sake! You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me! This is really beginning to piss me off, the person protested. Don’t let me get nasty up in here! Klayta is my very best friend and we flew here together from Los Angeles! We’re gonna walk through this damn door together and we’re gonna leave here together! We came here to support my Mama, Flora Owens!

Cool, sugar! Don’t get yourself all worked up. It’s not worth it. Klayta sighed.

Show this beast your identification! The person ordered.

Lexee placed her hands over her mouth with excitement. It’s Nestah! I knew it! I knew I recognized his—er, her voice! Lexee jumped up from her chair and leaped to the door to greeting and pulling her brother and Klayta inside.

Hello, everyone! Nestah gleamed, blowing kisses to everyone in the room as if he were a star receiving a standing ovation. And yes, I’m lookin’ good and delicious too! Check out my outfit! Nestah posed fully dressed in drag causing everyone to laugh.

Oh, I just couldn’t wait to get here! I’m so excited, he grunted as he kissed everyone he knew. Let’s get this shit over with; it’s been too long it’s time for justice to be served!

BOOK I

Hassock, Virginia

Summer, 1975

1

L exee Owens leaned against the trunk of a weeping willow as she eavesdropped on a conversation between her sister Geri and Geri’s best friend, Ophelia Lewis. It was another one of those boring conversations, where Ophelia constantly complained about her most recent date.

And then had the nerve to put his greasy popcorn fingers on my breast? Ophelia fussed. And that’s when I walked out on his ass!

You actually left him there sittin’ alone, Ophelia? Geri laughed.

Indeed I did! What bore!

Geri continued to laugh. Maybe he was shy.

Shy my ass! What a waste! Ophelia grunted. From his conversation to his kiss, everything was boring!

Ophelia, I swear you are so hard on guys.

I gotta’ be that way! Shit! That’s the only way you keep them in check!

Oh really? And who made you the goddess of courtship? Lexee thought.

Girl, you have no idea how mad he made me, Ophelia continued to complain. I ended up smoking two damn puffs back to back!

Hey, I thought you were giving up cigarettes?

Ophelia gave Geri a devilish grin. Just cigarettes! But not… she paused for a second, giggled and whispered in Geri’s ear.

You can’t fool me, Ophelia! I know exactly what you’re whispering about! You freakin’ pothead! Lexee rolled her eyes.

She just couldn’t understand what her sister saw in Ophelia. Ophelia was nothing but trouble. Lexee was certain that she was also probably the youngest whore in Hassock! All Ophelia did was talk about boys! And of all things she tried to persuade Geri to make out with older boys.

No matter how much Grandma Bess warned Geri to stay away from Ophelia, Geri ignored her. Regardless of how many times Grandma Bess slapped her face or whipped her with a switch. Geri absolutely adored her best friend, Ophelia.

Although Geri and Ophelia were only a month apart, Geri looked up to her as if she were the big sister she never had. From the time they met at age 10, Geri had been greatly influenced by Ophelia, taking on her sharp tongue, sassy and frisky ways.

It was because of Geri that there was never a peaceful day in the Owens home. What made it even worse was that she had a bad habit of involving Lexee using her as a scapegoat. In most cases, Lexee had no other choice but to bail her 15 year old sister out of trouble just to save her own ass!

"Can’t she ever find more mature things to talk about?" Lexee grunted to herself, as Ophelia began bragging about a hickey on her neck.

Geri, I got this one from Carey, she cooed. Now he’s a cutie! Real fine girl! I mean, real, real, real fine!

Geri frowned. Carey? Ain’t that a girl’s name?

Lexee grinned, as she witnessed the frown upon Ophelia’s face.

And? So! Big shit! What’s the big deal? Ophelia snapped. I know a lot of guys with girl names!

Yeah but Carey is a girl’s name! I mean real, real, real girlie! Geri insisted, slyly mocking Ophelia.

Ophelia turned her frown into a blush. His name could be Susan, Jane, Lisa, or Anna for all I care! I just know that he’s fine. And he feels good too!

Geri covered her mouth and burst with laughter. Boy, Ophelia, you are something else! And where did you meet this Carey dude? Why didn’t he take you to the movies?

Actually, he is a friend of a friend of a friend, Ophelia announced. And the reason why he didn’t take me to the movies is because he lives too far away. We see each other like once every three weeks or so.

Oh, is that so? Geri tried challenging her. And why are you just telling me about Carey? You tell me everything!

Because I don’t think you’re ready for this one, she chuckled.

Why? Who is he? Lexee raised an eyebrow and grinned. A distant cousin?

Geri eyed her. Ophelia Lewis do you think I’m stupid? I think I know exactly who he is!

Who?

A friend of a friend of a friend? Geri bit her bottom lip. Would this person happen to be your mother’s girlfriend younger brother’s friend?

Huh? Lexee frowned as she tried to figure out the riddle.

Ophelia threw her head back and cracked up. Boy, your good! BINGO!

I knew it! Geri chuckled.

How in the hell did you figure that one out?

Come on, think about it. It seems like every time he comes around, you seem to leave me hanging.

Not true!

Yes you do, she eyed her.

Okay! Okay! You’ve made your point! Ophelia surrendered, grinning from ear to ear.

Geri frowned. Isn’t Carey old? Like 22 years old? Geri picked.

No, he’s 20 years old and 2 months, smart ass!

Oh my goodness! Geri shrugged, surprised. Not only is he old! He’s married!

Lexee eyes widened. MARRIED?

For your information, he was engaged and now he’s not! Ophelia smiled.

I wonder why? Did you break them up? Lexee huffed.

It’s not like I’m head over hills with him! Our little fling is short termed. I hate kissing guys with buckteeth! Ophelia snickered. And who told you that he was married?

Oh boy! Here we go again! Lexee huffed. Another complaint from Miss Thang! A few minutes ago he was fine! Now he has buckteeth!

Kissing Carey is like, kissing a horse!

Geri laughed. Ophelia that’s awful!

Lexee snickered. Why is it awful? I’m sure Ophelia actually kissed a horse before!

So the-movie-guy is history, huh? Geri picked. I think you should give him another chance. Sometimes the first date is the worse date.

No way! He’s done! Ophelia threw her hands in the air. The only reason I went in the first place is because he begged me to. He’s had a crush on me since elementary school! And what makes it so bad, he’s two years younger than us!

My age? He’s 13 years old? What’s his name? Lexee moved closer.

Do I know him?

"Nope! He’s A Nobody! Unstable! Ophelia hunched her shoulders. One minute he lives here and the next he’s living with his father in Georgia. His parents are constantly fighting over him! He’s far from attractive but he’s got a nice build, that’s about it! I hate dating guys that are younger than me! I think it’s disgusting! Maybe I’ll go see that same movie again with Rudy. He’s a guy I met in Emporia last month while I was visiting…. Ophelia paused noticing Geri daydreaming. Hey that’s rude," she poked Geri, annoyed.

Sorry, she sighed, hating Ophelia for interrupting her. I was just sitting here thinkin’ ’bout Jaxon Harrington she sighed a second time. Now that is one helluva cutie!

Lexee eyes widened. Jax Harrington? Yuck!

Jax Harrington? Ophelia asked surprised, annoyed by Lexee’s eavesdropping.

Yes, Jax Harrington. Geri grinned. Why do you sound so surprised?

Ophelia laughed. You actually think Jax Harrington is nice looking? Oh my goodness! You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me! Tell me you’re jokin’?

Lexee chuckled. Geri you never told me that you had a crush on….

Will you tell her to beat it? Ophelia snapped.

No! This is my home! And my backyard! You can’t make me! Lexee shouted.

Ophelia ignored Lexee. BIG-NOSE JAX?

Maybe I like his nose, Ophelia! Geri snapped, offended by her comment. And just think I’ve been a fool following you ’round town lookin’ at other guys, when the answer to my dreams is right across the road from my home!

Jax doesn’t have a big nose! How would you like it if someone teased you about your big tits and flat ass, Ophelia? Lexee giggled. Geri’s got a point! Jax is not bad looking at all. His nose is a little pug, but that’s what makes him cute. That’s totally different from a big nose! And speaking of cute, his Papa sure is fine, she gleamed. Shoot, he looks like he can be the Jackson 5’s daddy!

I hate to burst your bubble honey, Ophelia eyed Geri, but you ain’t his type! Jax likes dark-skinned girls! He like’s ’em dark chocolate like me! I’m more his type. I got big boobs and I know for a fact that Jax likes boobs. He dated someone I knew last Summer, she lied. And she hated Jax! She said he was a big bore! If I were you, I’d back off. If I were you, I’d stick with dating older guys.

Why is it, whenever I like a guy you find a hundred things negative to say?

Jealousy! Why can’t you see that? Lexee raised an eyebrow.

I tell you things for your own good! Ophelia grinned. I could have had Jax a long time ago if I wanted him.

Why are you telling me this? Geri developed an attitude. What’s your point?

High yella gals like you just don’t qualify when it comes to dating certain guys. You need a little chocolate to your skin. Ophelia chuckled. Try introducing yourself to some sun. I’m sure it won’t reject you.

Geri sucked her teeth. Ophelia, I don’t give a shit what shade I am, I’m just as black as you are!

Yeah! We’re just as black as you are! Lexee mumbled.

What’s with the attitude? Ophelia continued to chuckle. The boy likes deep chocolate and that’s that! Face it! Okay, let’s change the subject. I can sense you getting a little touchy, she insisted. I think I’m attracted to this guy that’s close to our age. Can you believe that?

No not really. Geri replied, disinterested.

Aren’t you gonna ask me who?

Why? Geri thought. Are you gonna piss me off and surprise me and tell me that it’s Jax? Have you slept with him too?

"Ask her Geri! I’d sure like to know who her next victim is gonna be!" Lexee eyed her sister.

Geri remained silent, refusing to ask.

Okay Geri! I’ll tell you, since you insist! Ophelia announced sarcastically. This guy has gotta be the best looking guy in Hassock! And I think you may know just who I’m talking about, she hinted.

Who? Lexee frowned.

Who is he, Ophelia? Geri replied in a dry tone.

Remember the guy we saw coming out of the hardware store last week?

No.

Come on! Think! He called you by your name, Geri.

Geri shrugged for a second before chuckling. You mean Spa? His name is Spa, he just moved here from Mississippi.

Spa? What kinda name is that? Ophelia frowned. And how come you know so much about him? How come he knows you and not me? And by the way, you never answered me when I asked you how you knew about Carey being married.

I know a lot more than you think I do Best Friend! Geri rolled her eyes, refusing to confess that she read a page of Ophelia’s diary.

Tell me about Spa! Ophelia insisted.

He’s friends with Ellis. Spa’s been living here for two months now. He’ll be going to our school this Fall.

Ophelia eyes widened. Yuck! he’s FRIENDS WITH YOUR BROTHER ELLIS? ELLIS the Faggot? Oh my God! Ophelia laughed. YOU MEAN TO TELL ME that guy spa is a fag?

Geri tightened her lips and gave Ophelia a hard shove, nearly knocking her to the ground.

I’ve had enough of you today, OPHELIA! Geri screamed.

About time you let her have it! Kick her ass, Geri! Lexee cheered.

Ophelia continued to laugh, fearless of Geri’s anger. And I’ve had enough of you too for today! I’m tired of being around here anyway! It’s always so damn boring around here. I don’t see how you can stand it!

See ya! Bye-bye! Lexee instigated. Beat it! Time to go!

Ophelia eyed Geri. Hey don’t get mad at me because your brother is a…

A what? Geri gave her a hard stare, prepared to punch her.

I just can’t believe that the new cute guy is hanging out with Ellis! Ophelia mumbled as she began backing away from Geri. What a waste! I’m outta here, she laughed before sprinting off.

Geri turned to Lexee. Ophelia makes me sick! Did you hear what she called Ellis? Can you believe that?

Lexee showed no emotion. Well, why didn’t you just kick her ass? Oh well, she sighed, that’s your buddy not mine! You’re always allowing her to say a lot of things about our family. What makes today any different?

The next time Ophelia says somethin’ bad ’bout Ellis, I’m gonna….!

Whatever! Lexee grunted. I’ve heard that line before.

Oh be quiet! Keep your smart ass comments to yourself!

No! you be quiet!

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Lexee was an adorable skinny thirteen year old. Her skin was very fair, and her eyes were the colors of light-brown almonds. Two long light-brown loosely twisted braids rested on her shoulders and a tiny mole on her chin. Whenever she smiled, deep dimples appeared on her cheeks. She was a naive girl that was easily influenced by her sister. Lexee was proud to have Geri as her big sister and she did anything to keep her happy; whether she was right or wrong.

Geri was a beautiful shapely girl with a thick muscular figure resembling a gymnast. The long-legged fifteen year old, had a deep arch in her back causing her buttocks to protrude like a duck’s tail. Like Lexee, her skin was also fair. Her favorite hairstyle was wearing her hair light-brown hair pinned up with long loose curls resting past her shoulders. It was either that or wearing a ponytail every day. Prescribed glasses at the age of 5 years, Geri refused to wear glasses in the presence of other children. Instead, she spent most of her time squinting. Ophelia had once teased her and told her that she looked nerdy with glasses on. From that day on, Geri became self-conscious of wearing them. Poor Geri didn’t realize that she was naturally pretty with glasses or without.

Geri was also a little self-conscious of her teeth that slightly protruded from sucking her thumb at a younger age. She would have never noticed them protruding had Ophelia never mentioned it.

Have you ever thought about asking your parents to get you braces? Ophelia suggested. Your teeth a little bucked! Not to say that you look bad or anything.

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Cool it! I’m not arguing with you! Come on, let’s go in for dinner. Grandma Bess just stuck her head out the door. She’s being nosey as usual! Geri huffed. I wonder how much she witnessed. Keep your mouth shut if she asks any questions. What just happened between me and Ophelia is none of her business!

Isn’t that always the general rule between you and me? Lexee snapped. Me keeping my mouth shut and taking up for you when you’re wrong?

Shut up!

No! Make me! Lexee shot back in a whisper. Besides, what difference does it make? The two of you will be best friends again as usual! Why can’t you hang with some of the other girls in town? What’s so important about Ophelia? Grandma Bess is right about Ophelia! She ain’t nothing but trouble!

I said cool it! Geri warned in a whisper.

Grandma Bess gave her granddaughters a long hard stare as they entered the house.

At almost 65 years old, Bess Thompson was a big-boned attractive dark-skin woman with a perfect set of teeth and 20/20 vision. Her hair was always neatly pressed full of tight gray and black curls. The only thing bad about her hair was the stench of the tar scented pressing oil which overpowered her perfume.

Bess played the role of the head of household as well as the family’s pain in the ass. The outspoken woman had her say in just about everything they did. She was a nuisance to everyone accept for her daughter, Flora. The best way to keep peace with Bess, was to basically stay out of her way and do things her way.

Geri, was that Ophelia in our back yard? Grandma Bess asked.

No ma’am. Lexee defended her sister.

It sure did look like that frisky girl, she picked. I don’t know how many times I’ve told y’all that I don’t want that girl on this property! I don’t like her and I don’t want y’all hangin’ nowhere near her! If I find her on this property it ain’t gonna be a pretty scene! Y’all hear me?

Yes ma’am. Lexee replied then elbowed her sister.

Yes ma’am. Geri mumbled.

Geri, today is your day to do the dishes after dinner. Grandma Bess reminded her.

Tell me something I don’t know, she said under her breath as she passed by.

Yes ma’am she knows. Lexee replied.

Geri tried avoiding eye contact with Grandma Bess knowing that sooner or later she would bring up a conversation that would cause an argument or a slap across the face. It seemed like Grandma Bess loved attacking her during dinner. It was the only time she found herself around, unable to escape her presence.

Lexee watched her sister, as if she were reading her thoughts. She deliberately sat next to Grandma Bess, just so Geri wouldn’t have to. Geri gave Lexee a slight grin as if she wanted to thank her. Lexee nodded, feeling proud that she was protecting her big sister.

You’re the best little sister in the world! Lexee imagined Geri saying.

Grandma Bess made her way to the table and placed a bowl of hot dinner rolls in front of Lexee.

Here! Make yourselves useful! Start buttering these rolls, she ordered. Don’t make no sense how lazy y’all are! I shouldn’t have to ask you to do these things! You should know how to do it!

Yes ma’am. Lexee replied as she watched Grandma Bess march back in the kitchen, then back out again with a bowl of hot mashed potatoes.

Geri, I’ve been told by a few sisters at the church that they’ve seen you smoking cigarettes! Grandma Bess began to preach, slamming a stack of napkins in front of Geri causing her to flinch. Yes indeed! Folks up there at the church say they’ve seen you more than once! And you know what? I don’t believe you’re that dumb! Or are ya?

No ma’am.

Grandma Bess eyed the girl, aware that she was lying.

For your information I quit smoking two weeks ago! Geri frowned.

Should I tell Daddy that dinner is ready? Lexee tried changing the subject.

No! You stay put and continue buttering those rolls. Let Geri go and tell him!

"What you need to do is get your ass up and go and get him yourself! Shit, I’m just as tired as you are!" Geri huffed to herself, wishing she had the balls to say it directly.

Just as Geri was about to call her father for dinner, he appeared behind her, rubbing his belly.

Don’t just stand there Moses, take a seat! Grandma Bess ordered.

Moses continued to rub his belly as he stared down at the partially set table. Hey, I thought the table was set and we were ready to grub! I’ll tell ya’ll what. Why don’t y’all just let me know when everything is set. I’ll be right out front sittin’ on the porch, he announced as he left the room.

I’ll be outside with Daddy. Geri informed Grandma Bess with Lexee at her heels.

My goodness it’s hot in here! Flora Owens announced as she stuck her head out of the kitchen into the small dining room, fanning herself with a paper bag. Mama did you say something?

I just had my say with Geri! What else is new? Talkin’ to that girl is like talkin’ to a brick wall!

Flora grunted and let out a loud sigh, wondering what the girls had done now. At thirty-five years old and a mother of four, she had a perfect figure. She was a very attractive fair-skinned woman who never wore make up. Flora kept her hair in the same boring style; a loose ponytail with long curly bangs hiding her light brown eyes.

Never knowing her father, she was her mother’s only child. Whenever Flora asked Bess questions about her father; Bess would change the subject and find something to fuss about. Flora knew that whoever the man was, she had to resemble him because she looked nothing like Bess.

When Flora was four years old, Bess moved from South Carolina to Hassock, Virginia, along with her good friend, Velta; who had made arrangements to take care of her dying father and two younger sisters.

Bess fell in love with the town; living in Hassock was like a dream come true. She was able to find an affordable rooming house not too far from Velta’s father’s home. Bess also lucked up by getting a decent paying job in the hospital’s laundry department. She was certain that she had made the right move. It was the best place to raise her daughter.

The town of Hassock had no hate crimes and most folks, white and colored, seemed to get along well.

As Flora grew older, Bess turned into a strict grandmotherly parent enforcing numerous rules in their household. Flora was forbidden to mingle with children unless their parents were a member of a church. She was also forced to wear old-fashioned clothes, long shirts barely showing her ankles. Shorts were forbidden as well as tee shirts.

Flora practically memorized every rule that her mother gave her, careful not to break any of them. Life wasn’t easy when Bess went into one of her many temperamental rages.

On the weekends, Bess occupied Flora’s time by giving her a full day of chores. Saturday was cleaning the house and washing clothes. Sunday’s were double service church days and afterwards, Flora chores were to help prepare dinner.

During the Summer, Bess dragged Flora to work with her each and every day. By the time they arrived home, Bess gave Flora an hour to chat with her only friend, Willa. Bess didn’t mind Flora playing with Willa because she was a respectable child that was devoted to the church along with her mother who was a seamstress.

If it weren’t for Willa, Flora would have never learned how to skate, ride a two-wheeler or enjoy any children games.

By the time Flora was fifteen years old, she met Moses Owens, a newcomer to Hassock, from Austin, Texas. His uncle, the well-respected Deacon Stanford Owens had forewarned his nephew that there was no chance of him dating Flora. It was clear that Bess was a strict woman and dating her daughter was simply out of the question. Moses ignored his Uncle and took his chances of asking Flora out. However, the first time Flora pretended not to be interested.

After being turned down by Flora three times, he decided to give it one more shot, inviting her to have dinner with him and his Uncle Owens. Surprisingly, Bess walked up behind him and answered for her daughter; accepting the invitation. However, she insisted that he and his uncle have dinner at her home.

Not only was Flora shocked about her mother’s suggestion, she couldn’t believe that she was allowing her letting her to dine a man nearly ten years older than her.

Deacon Owens acceptance to Bess invitation nearly tickled her to death. He had no idea that she had had a secret crush him since the first day she laid eyes on him. The only person that knew anything about her crush was her best friend, Velta.

Well, I suggest you take a number honey! Velta laughed. Half the women in Hassock have got the hots for that man! He ain’t my type! That man is too tall and skinny for me. I like big men she proudly lifted her head up high. I like the ones that can pick me up with just one arm!

He’s such a suave man! Bess cooed. and there was no doubt in my mind that he’s probably an excellent kisser! And that right there is one of my pet peeves in a man. A looker and a good kisser!

Deacon Owens never made it to the dinner engagement nor did he have the courtesy of calling Bess to apologize or reschedule. Before Bess knew it, she found herself eating dinner with Moses and Flora on their very first date. She was so angry and embarrassed that she hardly touched a thing on her plate. All she wanted was to be alone. She wanted to be as far away from his nephew as she could. Bess excused herself from the table and actually allowed Moses to sit on the front porch with her daughter and enjoy the rest of the evening.

The second time Bess invited Deacon Stanford Owens for dinner, he showed up and left within thirty minutes of his arrival; claiming to have had a splitting headache. Bess was furious and secretly accused him of being a phony liar.

When she told Velta what had happened, Velta accused her being a little too anxious and pushy. She encouraged her friend to give it another try with a softer approach. Bess agreed.

The third invitation was a total disaster for Bess. Deacon Owens showed up for dinner an hour early and waited until dinner was served before he announced that he did not like lamb chops. He then apologized and excused himself from her home.

At first Bess was a little annoyed and embarrassed until she came up with her own conclusion; Deacon Owens was probably a shy man. She assumed that he probably liked her just as much as she liked him. She thought it was best that she’d wait for Deacon Owens to make the next move. Sooner or later he would swallow his pride and ask her out.

Within just two months of dating Moses and three months away from her 18th birthday, Flora became pregnant. Moses, a true gentleman asked Bess could he marry Flora, with plans to move back to Texas. Embarrassed about her daughter’s condition, Bess forced Flora to quit her last year of high school and kept her away from Moses for three months before she agreed to let the two get married. However, the rules were to keep Flora in the State of Virginia and to make room for her to move in and live with them. Moses agreed hoping that Bess would one day move out and get married herself. He wondered if Uncle Owens would make a good husband to her. It had become obvious Between Moses and Flora that of Bess had a crush on his uncle. Moses on the other hand couldn’t understand why his Uncle, a single man, wouldn’t give Bess a chance.

Surprisingly, a month after Moses and Flora’s marriage, Deacon Owens shocked everyone by happily announcing his engagement to Velta Holliday. Not only was this a shock to all of his admirers, the news was very upsetting for Bess. She couldn’t believe how Velta turned around and threw dirt in her eyes, stealing Deacon Stanford Owens from her. Bess refused to ever speak to Velta again. As far as she was concerned Velta would forever be her enemy!

Stanford had gone on a date twice with Velta before popping the big question.

Every woman in town wanted to know what in the world attracted the widower to Velta Holliday! Velta was a plain Jane, a big bore; a woman who had no sense of humor, rhythm or skilled hobbies.

Regardless of Velta’s personality, Deacon Owens absolutely adored her. No one got a chance to know her the way he did. She reminded him so much of his late mother, a pleasant woman, awesome wife and mother. Although Velta had no children, they had spoken of someday adopting a child.

At first Velta felt guilty about secretly dating the man that her good friend Bess wanted so badly. Unlike Bess and the other women in town, she was not attracted to Deacon Owens and hoped that Bess would believe that.

Little did Bess know, Velta constantly shooed Deacon Owens away from her home. He started off with kind words, followed by flowers and nice gifts. As much as Velta tried to ignore him, he continued to approach her until one thing led to another.

Three months after the engagement, Velta Holliday became Mrs. Stanford Owens. For Moses, this meant that he was stuck with Bess. As for Bess, she got over Stanford Owens, quit her job and focused on her daughter’s new husband and family.

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Mama, kids are gonna be kids! Flora fussed. I think you are a little too hard on the girls. If Geri was smoking cigarettes we’d both know it. I’m sure some evidence would have showed up by now. Besides, I think some of the folks at church need to worry about their own children instead of tattling on mine! Geri is a vibrant young teen. The age when kids become curious and mischievous.

Grandma Bess grunted. You weren’t curious and mischievous! You were a good child! And I made sure of that!

Look at the way Brother Freeman’s son carries on around town? Flora huffed. That kid cusses more than a sailor and that child is 12 years old! Brother Freeman and his wife can’t seem to do a thing with him! The last time that boy was in church was over a year ago! And let’s not talk about the little demon grandchild Mr. Kimble has. That boy is a 17 year old drunk! He drinks Mama! He actually drinks alcohol her eyes widened. And guess what? His younger brother is the one that broke into Mr. Alvin’s shed! He told his lawn mower and toolbox!

Bess nodded. Well, I ain’t got nothing to do with other folks and their kids! All I know is that Geri’s name comes up more than any kid in the church!

But Mama, why is it always Geri, Geri, Geri? Folks are always picking on my daughter! She may be a little sassy but she’s still a good child!

Oh stop denying Geri’s wrongdoings! Bess frowned. That child ain’t ever been an angel! I can’t stand a sneak! That’s why I hate snakes and cats!

But, Mama…

Bess threw her hands up in a halt position. Flora, Geri is probably doing a lot more than we’ve heard about! Folks ain’t lying on that child! They even talkin’ ’bout how Geri and Ophelia’s been carryin’ on in town, like two whoring women!

Flora eyes widened, surprised by the comment. Mama!

Bess sneezed as she sprinkled coarse pepper over a bowl of hot peas. I just don’t know what Geri’s problem is! She’d better pray I never catch her! So help me God, I’d beat the black off of her! I don’t care how old she is! If I don’t stop it now, Geri is gonna get knocked up with a child! And I betcha ain’t no daddy gonna be around to raise it either!

Oh stop it Mama! Flora shook her head.

Bess sneezed a second time. It’s true! Between Geri and Ellis, my pressure stays up! Those two are gonna be the cause of my death!

Flora pouted. How could you say something so awful? And stop all that favoritism between my children. It just ain’t right. Regardless of their ways I love each and every one of them children equally! Gerimae, Alexis, Ellis and Moses Jr.!

Favoritism? Bess grunted I call it the way I see it! Geri’s a whole lot different from Lexee! And Lord knows, that doggone Ellis is a lot different from Mo Jr.! Somewhere down the road, Ellis was dipped in sin! He’s just as girlish as he wants be! And don’t get me started about Geri! That child has always been hardheaded and sassy! Beatin’ the black off her tail just ain’t helpin’! She’s immune to it! I get tired of spanking her! Hell, in a few years she’ll be a grown woman! And believe what I say, I’ll knock the heck outta her if she continues to sass me up until the day I die, she patted her hips! That child is trouble! I believe she’s the one that caused you to get sick when you were pregnant with the baby boy. That child wasn’t supposed to come in this world blind, feverish and pre-mature. That poor boy breathed the air of this world for only two weeks til God called him home. I blame Geri for his death! The whole time you were pregnant, all you did was yell at Geri! I remember clear as day when you told her not to go across the road and play with Detta because she had had the chicken pox! And what did she do? She snuck outta here and went anyway! And ya see what happened? Geri carried all those germs from Detta right here into this house! And what happened? Everyone, except me, ended up with pox!"

And? Flora frowned.

And? Oh don’t be so stupid Flora! You were six months pregnant when you got it and you were sick as a dog. I don’t have to be a doctor to tell you that that’s why your infant son was born blind! And I blame Geri for it, just for being hard-headed!

Come on Mama, I hate when you start faulting Geri for things!

Well it’s true, Geri is a damn terror! A bad seed!

Come on Mama, don’t say…

That girl is terrible and as long as she hangs around that lil frisky Ophelia she’s gonna get worse! What’s that girl’s age? 15? 16? And Lord, that child knows she’s got some boobs her! How much you wanna bet she’s a Double D! Every time I see her, she’s showing cleavage like she wants to attract attention! Do you know that child passed me in town last week and turned her head without even speaking? Grandma Bess folded her arms.

Maybe she didn’t recognize you Mama.

Oh yes she did! That hussy looked me dead in the face!

"Mama, Ophelia’s a sweet girl, not to mention, she’s well mannered. Plus she’s got a real nice family. Her Daddy, is a cook down at Tinkerbee’s Spot and her Mama works a part-time job. Ophelia also has a younger brother. He and Lexee are the same age. He’s come here a few times looking for her."

Grandma Bess grunted, disinterested in Ophelia’s family.

I usually see Ophelia’s Mama in town from time to time and she’s even invited me to a few card games with her and her friends. Flora added. I ain’t ever played cards before and I told her that I would take her up on her offer one day.

Only trashy women play cards! What kinda mother is she? No wonder she ain’t in the church! Now I see why Ophelia gets her frisky ways! She’s probably been up in grown folks face most of her life! I betcha that child ain’t never ever stepped a foot in a church before, either!

Actually Ophelia and her family do have a religion.

What type of religion? The one that folks dance in the dark and cast spells on the people? Bess frowned.

Flora took a deep sigh. Oh Mama stop it!

I don’t know how many times I’ve sat here and told Geri to stay away from that frisky Ophelia. Now, I got an even a better reason for her to stay away from our home! As a matter of fact, I’m gonna take Geri with me to the revival next week. I betcha Ophelia and her family put a demon inside her. I betcha that’s one reason why Geri’s so hard-headed, stubborn, sassy, frisky and lazy! I’m gonna get all the evil outta that child even if it takes me all three revival nights to do it!

Oh Mama stop it! Ain’t anything the matter with Geri and whoever told you about that religion workin’ spells on folks is ignorant! Flora held back from laughing at her mother.

Flora, that child is cursed! And if ya ask me, Ellis got a trait of the devil in him too! Bess raised an eyebrow. I’m gonna take that boy with me to the revival too! As a matter of fact I’m gonna have Deacon Harrington counsel him until he’s straight! Ellis got some sugar in his tank and you know it! I know he ain’t twisting yet, but if we don’t stop him now, he’ll be around here wearing panties and bras! Flora, that boy ain’t a bit interested in nothing boys do! He won’t play sports, wrestle, fight or nothing! Huh, he’d rather hang around here with the girls, she placed her hands on her hips. Don’t you know I caught him red-handed chasing Lexee around the house with a towel around his head, acting like he was me, yelling? Whew! Bess shook her head, disgusted. That boy is a shameful sight at times. Ellis is sickening! He’s the only boy in the church that wants to sing in the women’s choir! He’s a pure sissy! And I believe that Deacon Harrington is the one that can save him from messing up his whole life before it’s too late! Folks say that Deacon Harrington gotta way with the youths! Uh-huh, I’m gonna have him talk to Ellis until he’s tired of hearing him, she grinned.

Sorry to be the one to tell ya Mama, but, Deacon Harrington, ain’t the Lord! Let the Lord work on Ellis if it’s His will. I think we should take all the kids to the revival. I told you that I don’t make differences between my children cause ain’t any of them perfect! And just because they ain’t perfect, don’t make me love them less!

Moses marched into the dining room with the girls following him. My stomach was growling so loud that the girls started making fun of me!

Lexee entertained her father and sister by imitating the growling sounds.

Flora chuckled along with them as they all took their seats.

Y’all might as well get up and march straight to the bathroom and wash your hands! Grandma Bess ordered breaking up the humor.

We already did. Geri informed her. We washed them at the outside faucet.

Did you turn it off? Grandma Bess asked deliberately getting the last word in. You’re probably the one that leaves that thing running from time to time! I wouldn’t put it pass you! You’re careless and you’re….

Here come the boys, Mama. Flora tried changing the subject.

Grandma Bess grunted. Are they bringing Lo Holliday’s grandson in here? I don’t know how many times I’ve told Mo Jr. to stop bringing that boy to this house on Sundays! That boy gotta learn to go to his own house to eat. Every time I turn around here’s sittin’ up in here eating’! They hang out at his place all day and they use this place to eat! This ain’t a doggone cafeteria!

Ah, come on Ma Bess, Carver’s just like family. And we got more than enough food in here to feed another mouth or two! Moses informed her. They treat Mo Jr. just like her own nephew while he’s over at their home and we do the same here.

Well he ain’t no family of mine and today I’m gonna turn him away cause I don’t feel like no company. Grandma Bess fussed.

Ah, come on! Ain’t no harm in that! Moses tried stopping her.

Grandma Bess ignored him and made her way to the front door. If Mo Jr. doesn’t tell that boy, then I’ll tell him!

Flora placed a platter of pork chops on the table and took a deep breath as she tried to tune out her mother’s fussing. The girls eyed her, hoping that she would stand up to their grandmother for a change. Moses shook his head, wishing the same.

Flora was fully aware of their thoughts and tried to make up an excuse for her mother’s actions.

"Moses, I believe Mama’s going through ‘The Change’!"

I don’t care what she’s going through! Moses snapped. Dammit! I’m getting tired of holding my tongue with her! I shoulda stopped this shit when I first married you!

Shhh, let’s talk about this later! Okay? Flora suggested, embarrassed.

Oh now here we go again! Every time we get into these conversations about ya Mama you get scared, take up for her and shut me up! You know one thing? It’s a wonder we got any kids! If I woulda left things to your way of thinkin’, you’d still be without children or a husband, he shifted in his seat. Yeah, we need to talk ’bout this whole living arrangement. Ya Mama’s pluckin’ on my last damn nerve! She’s too damn controlling! Do you know she took my breakfast and dumped it in the trash, one morning, while I was eating’ it? Yeah, that crazy woman told me that I had had enough to eat and that I was just being greedy! I wanted to knock her ass out, he grunted. Shoot woman, you don’t know how hungry I was that day! Taking’ that food from me was like snatching’ a bone away from a dog!

Geri and Lexee snickered.

That’s Mama. Flora snickered.

You find that shit funny? Moses snapped pounded his fist on the table, startling Flora and the girls. Well I don’t! I’m tired of her and I mean it! Hell, my folks only came to this house twice since we’ve been married and she had the audacity to chase them away! They should be welcomed to come here anytime they want to! Ma Bess ain’t happy til she’s the one in charge! I remembered the time my Mama baked a cake and your Mama told her how to bake it! Shit, my Mama knows how to bake a cake! Who in the hell does she think she is? He clenched his teeth. It don’t make no damn sense that my parents had to tell me to invite them over when she moves out! And I guess that will be never, if you can help it!

Let me tell you one thing Moses! Flora huffed. Mrs. Owens and Mama ain’t the same, they have nothing in common! She smokes cigarettes and my Mama doesn’t! Ya Papa drinks beer and my Mama doesn’t! Ya Mama likes to cuss and mines don’t! Ya Mama don’t discipline the kids but my Mama does! Should I go on? I’d rather have Mama here living with us rather than your parents any day, she grabbed a can of pickled beets from the pantry. Remember you were the one that shared with me the reason why you left home so early! It was because your parents drank and fought all the time! And if it wasn’t them fighting it was your father fighting your junkie Vietnam veteran brother, Topper! So, don’t get uptight with me about my Mama! Flora stormed into the kitchen with Moses following her.

Speaking of Topper, he lowered his voice, changing his attitude, I spoke with him yesterday and I told him that he can move in with us to try and get his life together.

Geri and Lexee trembled by the loud sound of their mother slamming the food pantry.

What? Have you lost your mind?

Flora come on don’t be like that. Regardless of his condition, he’s still family, not to mention he’s my sibling and I’ll do anything to try and help him.

Moses, Mama’s gonna have a fit! Hasn’t he even been in the Nuthouse?

And? So? He only stayed in there 30 days! And it was only because he had a bad trip off those drugs and tried to hurt himself. It was basically rehab for him.

Thirty days or not I just don’t want him flipping out around my kids!

That won’t happen, I promise. If he comes here he’ll be away from his junkie friends and he’ll have no other choice but to straighten out his life. We talked a long time. He’ll be here sometime next month. They’ll buy us some time to tell your mother the news.

Flora shook her head. Well, I guess if I got Mama here, we can tolerate having one of your family members here too.

Believe me baby, he’s ready to give up using drugs. He could stay in the basement; we can make it like an apartment for him.

Lord knows, I don’t wanna be the one to tell Mama. Flora mumbled as she watched Mo Jr. and Ellis stormed in the house with Grandma Bess at their heels.

And dry your hands off! And make sure that faucet is shut off tight, out there! Grandma Bess fussed.

Moses sensed his son’s attitudes. Boy, one of these days, these boys are gonna slip off with their tongues and let your mama have it, he whispered before sitting down to join this family for dinner.

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Moses was a fine tall thin dark strong man of six feet five inches. At forty-five years old, a full beard swallowed his chin hiding a cleft. For a smoker his teeth were a pretty white and his eyes were slanted always appearing to look closed. He wore a part placed on the left side of his head and a few strains of gray hair made him look a lot older. Moses was an excellent mechanic who easily gained a reputation outside of the county into others. He was offered jobs in three different counties, but turned down every single last one of them with no desire of living anywhere other than Hassock.

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At sixteen years old he strongly resembled his mother. Ellis mainly took his height after his father and was already standing six feet tall. There was no doubt that Ellis was the most dependable of the Owens children when it came to chores. He took on more than his share just to protect his sisters from Grandma Bess screaming and yelling at them. No matter how hard he cleaned and tried to stay out of his grandmother’s way, she continued to pick at him. What really got to Ellis was the bad name she got into the habit of calling him, a sissy. Ellis hated her and found himself wishing that she would one day drop dead!

In the presence of most folks, outside of his family, Ellis was known as a quiet kid with feminine ways. Other than his siblings, Ellis was seen in the company of his brother and brother’s best friend, Carver or his only friend, Spa.

Spa had so much in common with him; neither one of them ever talked about their sexual attraction to boys, but secretly accused each other of being a sissy; denying their own desires.

Mo Jr. was eleven months older than his brother, who stood a few inches shorter. He looked exactly like Moses, without the full beard. Unlike Ellis, he was a slob who collected junk and tried to rebuild just about anything broken. He hated housework, and only did it to avoid Grandma Bess. Mo Jr. spent most of his time hanging around his best friend, Carver’s home, rather than his own.

Like Grandma Bess, he believed that Ellis was a sissy but he found ways to tolerate his brother, never hurting his feelings. Geri and Lexee was a nuisance to him, tattling whenever they had a chance to. As for Flora, Mo Jr. felt sorry for her; she was a weak mother with no intentions of taking control of her life! Grandma Bess would forever run her life and try to run theirs too! He often wondered when his father would take over their household and tell Grandma Bess to kiss his ass and leave their home? His father deserved to be the king of his castle because he was a hard worker and Mo Jr. wanted to be a mechanic just like him.

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As Grandma Bess bowed her head to bless the table, there was a heavy knock at the door. When Mo Jr. attempted to answer the door, he remained seated by the look on Grandma Bess. It was easy to read that she wanted him to stay put while she proceeded to bless the table.

Anybody home? A friendly voice yelled outside of the door.

Amen! Grandma Bess ended the blessing with her eyes fixed on her family, daring anyone to get up as the knocking continued.

Go answer the door Mo Jr. Moses eyed her back.

No! Whoever it is they’re just gonna have to wait til we’re finished or come back later! Grandma Bess snapped.

Go answer the door Mo Jr.! Moses challenged Bess.

Mo Jr. hesitated for a second then dashed to the door.

A tall thick man pushed his way inside struggling with large duffel bags, sniffing in the air.

Hey man I ain’t seen you since you were about two years old! The man grinned as he extended his hand out for a shake. I hear you got a brother and two sisters now.

As Mo Jr. attempted to shake the strangers’ hand, the stranger grabbed him and surprised him with a tight hug.

Hmm! I’m smellin’ some good shit up in here! The man laughed. Somebody done greased up their damn elbows up in this joint! Y’all must have known I was in town, he laughed as he made his way into the house then dropped his bags.

Mo Jr. followed the friendly stranger into the dining area, nervous that Grandma Bess would run him away.

Oooooh weeeeee! Look at this spread! The man gazed down into Geri’s plate. Eat up cutie pie cause Uncle Topper’s ’bout to join ya, he laughed then kissed her on the cheek.

The man shoved a hot roll in his mouth before kissing Lexee.

Man I thought you were coming next month? Moses laughed, then embraced his brother with a strong hug.

Well you did say that the door was open anytime, he smiled as he patted Ellis on the head then kissed Flora.

I sure did! Moses replied, avoiding eye contacting with Bess.

And who is this foxy lady? Is this your Mama-in-law? Topper smiled, referring to Bess before attempting to grab pork chop.

Get your nasty hands off this table! Grandma Bess tried pushing his hand away before he had a chance to pick up the pork chop.

Topper gave her a half smile. Ah-ah-ah! Let’s get one thing straight ma’am, I’m a tenant here, not a child so watch your tone, he warned then grabbed the pork chop and bit into it anyway. Flora, girl you gettin’ prettier by the years. You ain’t aged a bit!

Tenant? Bess replied looking directly at Moses.

Tenant. Moses and Flora said at the same time.

T-E-N-A-N-T! Topper spelled it out instigating.

Bess angrily stormed out of the house with Flora and Moses following her to explain.

Geri snickered. Huh, this should be a very interesting summer.

Ain’t that the truth? Ellis replied, tickled by the scene.

The children watched as Uncle Topper joined them, helping himself to a plate.

Don’t mind me, y’all just keep on eatin’, he smiled with his mouth full. And don’t worry ’bout ya Grandma. I’ll stay outta her way as long as she stays outta my way! Topper chuckled. I heard a lot ’bout that woman and I’m somebody that she just doesn’t wanna rub the wrong way!

Ellis grinned. I sure would like to see what’ll happen if she got in your way? Now that I would love to see! Uncle, you look like a guy that won’t take shit from anyone! Man, woman or child!

Oh, and when I’m done eatin, he eyed Geri, would you mind giving me a cigarette?

Geri panicked, wondering how he knew she smoked. I—I–- I don’t smoke!

You callin’ me a liar? I know tobacco when I smell it! Topper continued to chuckle and then eyed Mo Jr. And I know weed when I smell it too! Some times when ya do something a lil too much, you take on the scent!

Mo Jr. remained speechless, afraid to answer and a little surprised of him accusing Geri of smoking. As far as he knew, Geri didn’t smoke at all. The thought of seeing her with a cigarette up to her mouth was weird. He hoped that she would be too smart to take that risk, living in the same house as Grandma Bess.

What y’all thinking? Y’all think I’m gonna tell ya Grandma Bess or something? Topper picked. Y’all think I’m gonna tell ya Daddy? Nope, not me! That dude is cool one minute and a square the next minute! And Lord knows I wouldn’t dare tell ya Mama! Mrs. Goodie Two Shoes may have a fit if she knew her children smoked!

The room fell silent for a second until Ellis burst with laughter. Welcome! I think I like you already Uncle Topper!

Uncle Topper made a few more wise cracks about Bess and it