I laughed.
“Speak for yourself.” –Law
“Damn, so you went ahead and finished the job without me?”
“Shit, I didn't have a choice since your ass doesn't know how to lock doors.” –Law
“Trust me, lesson learned.” –Alauni
“I bet.” –Law
“Most definitely.” –Alauni
“Goodnight beautiful. I'll see you tomorrow.” –Law
“See you tomorrow. Sweet dreams.” –Alauni.
“You’ve made sure of that.” –Law
* * *
Thank God it’s Friday.
After the day I’d had, I was happy as hell that it was the weekend. Between breaking up a fight between two girls and putting several students in check for not dressing out, I was sick of the bullshit and needed to unwind. Since I had plans to meet up with Alauni later, I decided to stop by my father’s house to kill time.
Much to my surprise, my mother’s car was in the driveway.
I knew they had made up, but to see that she was here on a Friday night made me nervous about what I was about to walk in on. Hearing bouts of laughter coming from the backyard, I made that my first stop.
“Well, look at the two lovebirds,” I teased as I closed the fence and secured the latch. “I didn’t expect to see you two back here.”
“Don’t even start, Law,” my mother said.
“What? Last time I checked, you were done messing with Daddy. Now you’re over here laughing it up like y’all never had beef.”
“Oh, please. You know your mama can’t stay mad at me. When she needs to get that ass tapped, she has to come back this way.”
“Don’t even try it,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I only came over here to get some of this chicken that you’re putting on the grill.”
“Oh, really? That’s not what you were saying thirty minutes ago. Matter of fact, you were speaking in a completely different language. Don’t make me put your ass on blast.”
“Please do,” I said, making myself comfortable in one of the patio chairs.
“Get out of grown folks business,” my mother snapped before turning back towards my father. “You need to stop running your damn mouth. Everything doesn’t have to be discussed with our children.”
“I don’t see why not. It’s not like they’re not out here doing the do.”
“Well, I don’t care what they’re out here doing, we’re not going to be sitting here talking about us.” Holding a large bowl, she poured a full bottle of barbecue sauce inside and looked me over. “What are you doing over here anyway? It’s Friday. Shouldn’t you be busy doing something besides hanging out with your parents?”
“Actually, I do have plans. But they’re not until later, so I just thought I would stop by here and kill a little time.”
“Oh okay. What do you have planned?”
I hesitated, not really wanting to give her too much information. The moment I said something about a woman, my mother was going to take things to the extreme.
“Nothing major. Just a little of this and a little of that.”
My father scoffed. “That’s code for, he’s not telling us shit. It must involve a woman.”
