with her then I’ll be happy for him.” He said, but Mrs. Gray was a few steps ahead noticing that his body language spoke differently.
“I heard my name.” Seth cut in as he and A’keem entered the house. A’keem lingered behind him knowing that he was about to get the third degree about his arrest. Seth walked into the kitchen and instantly kissed Mama Gray on the cheek as soon as he was near her. “Hey Mama Gray,” he spoke.
She smiled at just the sound of Seth’s voice. He was the youngest of the three grandsons and indeed a clown that always kept her laughing. He was 6’1 and very handsome. He had deep curls in his hair, but he kept it cut low, with a slick dark shade do to not liking the fact that he looked biracial. His gray eyes matched perfectly with his last name, but he’d rather think he was a full blooded black man through and through. Because he was the baby of the crew, he was spoiled rotten by her and she always told him that he was her favorite.
“Hey baby,” Mama Gray spoke back smiling from ear to ear. “Where’s your dad at? He normally checks on me every morning before he leaves, but he didn’t knock on my door this morning.”
“He left the house around three this morning. Being a Sheriff has some very unpredictable work hours. You know he stays on call.”
“I know, but that usually doesn’t stop him from letting me know that he’s leaving the house.”
“He is a grown man,” Mrs. Gray chimed in causing Mama Gray to look her way with a slick roll of the eyes. Seth quickly continued before they’d have a quick round or two in sarcastic word play between the two.
“He probably didn’t wanna wake you since it was so early. He did walk in my room to tell me that he was headed to investigate a fatality. I think some guy shot and killed his wife.”
“I saw that on the news this morning when I got up,” Mama Gray stated.
“My goodness, that’s awful,” Mrs. Gray stated with a saddened expression on her face just as A’keem entered the kitchen.
“Hey Mama Gray,” A’keem cut in with a smile on his face. She beamed inside to see her handsome grandson, being that she hadn’t seen him in nearly three weeks. He kissed her on the cheek. “I’m sorry I hadn’t been by.”
“I’m just glad to see you now, baby.” She spoke giving him a tight hug. A’keem was the bad boy. He was also the wild one that stayed into something. However, Mama Gray always saw a softer more loving side in him and no matter what he always showed her the upmost respect.
A’keem looked over at his mom. Quickly he began the sound language behind Mama Gray’s back asking, “Did you tell her about the weed?” as he pretended to puff an imaginary blunt with his fingers up to his mouth. Without saying a word, Mrs. Gray shook her head from left to right indicating that she hadn’t mentioned it. He smiled thanking God that she didn’t, because he didn’t want to hear Mama Gray’s mouth, and then he spoke to his mother.
“Hey Mom,” he said walking over and kissing her on the cheek. He then whispered in her ear, “Thanks.” Mrs. Gray smiled. He was still her baby no matter how old he got and she was equally happy to see that he was alright.
Seth opened the refrigerator. “Keem,” he called out. “I think they were in a heated discussion when we walked in. Sound like I heard the Kent name being tossed around.”
“Seth,” Mrs. Gray called out to hush her nephew.
Seth grabbed an apple, closing the refrigerator back then looked over at Mrs. Gray. He smiled. “Okay Auntie, I won’t mention that y’all were probably talking about Jada Kent being back in town.”
A’keem frowned. “Why you say that, Cuz?” Mrs. Gray irritably shook her head at Seth. He was always the outspoken one that thought the drama between the Gray and the Kent’s was quite amusing. A’keem was caught totally off guard as he directed his