“Auntie Kim! Please get down!” I yelled hoping she’d listen. After everything I&rs
“Auntie Kim! Please get down!” I yelled hoping she’d listen. After everything I’d witnessed today I was sure Ma would overly enjoy slicing a nice line across my aunt’s face. “Vaeh? Hey, baby, I didn’t even see you there.” She climbed off the hood and gave me a tight hug. She smelled like cigarettes and depression drizzled with onion powder. “Auntie Kim, how are you?” I tried to conceal the fact that her stench was punching me in the nose worse than Tyson in his prime. “Nevaeh, you are still as beautiful as ever, you hear me? What’s that shit you got on tho? You lookin’ like your old ass momma chile and ain’t shit good about that.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a cigarette. “Hoe get the fuck away from my daughter!” Ma spat. “Your daughter? Ha! You might’ve spit her out yo’ stank cat but this Calhoun all day. Um-hm, Girl you look and act just like yo’ daddy God bless his soul.” She made a cross in the air over her body. “And I ain’t-a prostitute but I know a few tricks!” She pulled out a lighter from her sagging breasts and acted like she was going to lite her cancer stick, but never did. She just kept taking placing it in her mouth and taking it back out. . . https://www.instagram.com/p/B_MFRheA3os/?igshid=fqt37zcugyn -- source link