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“Promise me you’re going to be nice.”
    My sister knows that once I get started, it is close to impossible to get me to stop. I snorted a response.
    I stared out the window, sipping my coffee and pouting like a little girl. I can see right now, Lisa plans to spend the entire week reprimanding me. I know she’s the big sister, but damn, can a sistah at least have a little fun? I am on vacation, after all.
    â€œRenee!” I heard someone calling my name, interrupting my thoughts.
    â€œDamn. What?”
    â€œWhat the hell are you thinking about?” Nadine asked as she lowered onto the seat beside me.
    â€œDon’t worry about it.”
    â€œShe spent the night with Vince,” Kayla offered.
    Lisa blew the air out of her cheeks. “And you was trying to talk about me getting some.”
    â€œAnd?” I challenged. “Shoot, Big Daddy was on point last night. I needed something to tide me over for a few days.”
    â€œGirl, please, we all know your ass is going on a dick hunt the minute we touch down in Jamaica,” Nadine said.
    I glanced at her out the corners of my eyes. “Bitch, don’t hate ’cause your shit has shriveled up and died.”
    â€œNah, I just ain’t ho’ing like you,” she retorted in fun.
    My temper flared. “Fuck you.”
    My sister glanced over at the couple to our right, who were giving us funny looks. “Can we all just get along?” she whispered.
    I rolled my eyes. “That’s your girl talking crazy, looking like Grandma Moses in that dress.”
    Nadine laughed, then reached over and playfully nudged me on the arm.
    See, that’s her problem. Every time I look around she has to put her hands on me. I can’t stand for a woman to touch me. Nadine is either playing too much or getting on my damn nerves. “Lisa, get your friend before I hurt her.”
    â€œGirl, you know you love me.” She slapped my hand. See, I told you she likes to touch all the time. Damn! She was already getting on my nerves.
    Seeing that goofy smile on her face, I knew she was trying hard to be my friend. I know I can be a bitch at times. But that’s just me. I don’t understand why people take what I say personally. I’m just me. But being that my sister says that her girl is sensitive, then I guess I’ll try to be nice. Remember, I said I would try.
    â€œDid you get your birth certificate?” I asked.
    â€œYes, I did.” Nadine eagerly pulled the document from her purse and handed it to me.
    I unfolded it and stared down at it for several blank seconds before looking up and asking, “What the hell is this?”
    Nadine had the audacity to look at me as if I was crazy. “My hospital birth certificate.”
    â€œLook at this shit.” I passed the piece of paper around, allowing both Lisa and Kayla a chance to see what I was talking about.
    â€œWhat is this, Nadine?” Lisa asked. She appeared to be the only one concerned. I think she’s just afraid that she is going to have to pay for that room by herself; otherwise, she probably wouldn’t care either. Nah, I take that back. She would still have cared because that’s just the way my sister is.
    I snorted rudely. “Girl, do you know what this is? This is the sheet of paper the nurse fills out when you are born that goes in your hospital record. That thing ain’t worth the paper it was printed on.”
    â€œYes, it is. I called your Aunt Lori last night and asked.”
    Okay, so now she’s trying to call me crazy. I know my aunt didn’t tell her that paper was any good.
    My aunt is the travel agent who actually booked this crazy-ass trip. It was only after my father called and told my sister that he still had Holiday Inn vouchers to be used before the end of the year. He bought these vouchers five years ago, which enables him to stay at Holiday Inns around the world for half the price. So Lisa