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“What I do, Granny? I was agreeing with you. I don’t want them trying to give you no Herpes or no sh-I mean, stuff like that.” Loyal shrugged.

“Boy, you can’t kiss me either. Every time I see you sharing those memes on the book of faces, it’s about humping or eating coochie. I don’t want no parts of that,” Granny quipped.

“Whoa, I thought I blocked you from all of my social media pages, Ms. Lady.”

“You did. I had Orion and Cayden help me make a couple fake pages, so I can see what y’all be doing. You ain’t slick.”

“Them little traitors.” Loyal grumbled.

“Don’t worry about it. You know I’m watching. Your generations are too nasty for me. Y’all got all these new positions and thangs. We used to do missionary, and that was that. Talking about doggy style. I ain’t no damn pet.” She fussed.

“Well, you don’t need to be worried about any of those things because your humpin’ days are over,” Loyal replied.

“Says who?” Granny shot back.

“Granny, don’t play with me. You better not be doing anything with anybody or Mr. Earl is gonna come up missing,” Loyal warned.

Granny sucked her teeth as she waved him off, “Boy bye. This is my coochie cat, and I’ll give it to whoever I want. I’m not dead.”

“Yeah, but he will be. You already know we don’t play about you. Don’t get somebody’s granddaddy turned to powder.” Messiah chimed in.

“Oh, chile, please. I only fool with shooters, beloved. If you run up on Theodore, you might end up in a body bag, and then I’m gonna have to make his family cry for messing with my family.” She sassed.

The men stood there in shock, while the ladies howled with laughter.

“Yeah, you’re not allowed to go to the old folks center anymore. You’re out here wildin’,” Messiah told her.

“As if that’s supposed to mean something to me. I don’t know who you think I am, but Granny ain’t never messed with no busters. All my men have their own cars. I ain’t never had to order an Uber for a man like these young girls be doing.”

My stomach hurt from laughing so hard, but her serious expression only made it worse.

“Aye, Pops! Come get your momma before I take all of her wigs off the nightstand and hide them. She out here being fast!” Loyal shouted across the yard, when Uncle Truth was racing with the teenagers.

He loved to keep up with the young kids, so he was always racing and challenging them, and they loved every minute of it. When he walked over with his shirt off, I had to give Unc credit because he looked good for a man in his fifties.

“A wig ain’t never stopped me from doing anything. Your granddaddy loved to play with these Ms. Celie plaits underneath this wig. I’ve never been a bald-headed Billy goat. My hair is long underneath here, I just don’t feel like combing it.”

Granny stuck her tongue out as she kept rocking the baby in her arms. Ryght slept peacefully without a care in the world.

“What y’all talking about?” He asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Did you know your momma was poppin’ pussy?” Loyal blurted out.

“What the fuck did you just say, lil’ nigga?” Uncle Truth spat.

“Aye, don’t get mad at me because your momma is hot in the pants. I thought you were supposed to be watching her. She’s out here being a trollop.”

Granny reached out and popped Loyal upside the head.

“Ya’ll must have got me confused with somebody else. I’m grown and ain’t nobody babysitting me. If I hadn’t popped this pussy, as you put it, none of y’all would be here. You’re welcome.”

I laughed until tears fell from my eyes, and they kept going back and forth.

There was never a dull moment in my family, which was why I loved spending time with them. We laughed and enjoyed each other's company until it grew dark. There were plenty of leftovers, so I made to-go plates for both myself and Solomon.

“Aye, can I have everyone’s attention please?” Justice called out as we made our way inside the house. They had recently purchased a new house in the same neighborhood as Messiah, and it was even more beautiful on the outside than it was on the inside.

Everyone paused and gathered together as we waited to hear what he had to say. Ciyani stood next to him, but she wasn’t her normally bubbly self, but her rich brown skin was smooth and with a radiant glow. I could tell she was nervous and a tad bit uncomfortable as they stood there together.