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Marla.
     
                                “Don’t worry. I already let Tony know he will have to step it up”, confirmed Angie.
     
    “Tony?”
     
                                “I know. I’m saying too much.”
     
    “You want some water?”
     
                                “Might as well give me some more wine. I’ve let one of the cats out the bag. It’s too late now.”
     
    Everyone began to laugh.
     
    “So, you and Tony are an item”, asked Marla.
     
                                “Girl, he just new ‘meat’.”
     
    “Oh. Excuse me.”
     
                  “She said, new meat”, laughed Diane.
     
                                “I have a rule in my office”, said Angie as she takes another gulp of wine.
     
                                “I get first dibs.”
     
    Everyone stared in amazement.
     
                  “I need some water”, said Stephanie.
     
    Moments Later….
     
    Marla entered the family room, where almost every man had went off to sleep on the sectional, as Michael struggled to stay awake. Marla walked over to Michael.
     
    “Alright everybody, time to go”, yelled Marla, startling the men that were asleep.
     
    Marla and Michael walked over to the door to say goodbye to everyone as they left.
     
    “Did your stomach relieve some pressure, Jimmy”, asked Marla.
     
                  “Yes. I think I can go another round.”
     
    “Not tonight.”
     
    Jimmy smiled as Rhonda pushed him out the door. Marla and Michael continued to watch as cars started up and headlights shined. After every vehicle departed, Michael closed the door and took a deep breath. Michael kissed Marla on the forehead.
     
                  “Tired”, asked Michael.
     
    “Get a fork.”
     
                  “I understand. I feel the same way.”
     

Saturday
     
    7:38AM
     
    Ms. Loins walked into the Evans’ home, holding Michael Junior by the hand. She closed the door and sat her purse and keys on the table.
     
    “Is mom here”, Junior asked Ms. Loins.
     
                  “Yes. She’s probably still asleep dear.”
     
    Junior took off running towards his parents’ bedroom.
     
                  “Junior let her sleep dear.”
     
    Junior never looked back. Ms. Loins shook her head and prepared to get the house in order. Junior rushed towards Marla’s side of the bed. He grabbed onto the comforter to pull himself up onto the bed. As he made it to the top, his left knee rested on Marla, waking her up. Marla managed to open one of her eyes as she struggled to focus on who was on top of her.
     
    “Junior?”
     
                  “I’m here, mom.”
     
    “Yes, baby.”
     
                  “It’s birthday, mom.”
     
    “Oh. You are so right. Happy birthday, baby. How old are you?”
     
    Junior proudly held up three fingers, on one hand.
     
    “That’s right. And, what is that?”
     
                  “Three.”
     
    “Yes. How did you get here?”
     
                  “Loins.”
     
    “Well, let momma get up, so she can say hello to Ms. Loins.”
     
    Junior jumped off the bed, as Marla got from under the sheets, had a long stretch, and put on her robe. They both walked into the family room, holding each other’s hand. Ms. Loins was busy cleaning off the end tables.
     
    “Good morning, Ms. Loins.”
     
                  “Good Morning. Looks like you all had a good time.”
     
    “Very much. As a matter of fact, we had a lot of food left over and you are more than welcome to have some.”
     
                  “Thank you. Will do.”
     
    “Is my baby hungry”, asked Marla, while looking down at Junior.
     
    Junior nodded in agreement. They both turned around and headed