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didn’t miss Edna’s rules one bit.
    Jada shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t give a fuck what Mommy says.She knows what she can do with her curfews. I don’t have to listen to shit she says.”
    Ava grinned. “I know you get sick of hearing her mouth, though. She gotta be lecturing you, telling you that you’ll turn out like me if you keep it up.”
    Jada nodded. “Yeah. She complains all the time that I’m always in the street. She threatens to put me in a home like she did to you. Either that, or she’ll change the locks, and I’ll have to make it on my own. She would never do that. She ain’t strong enough to stand up to nobody. I don’t pay her no mind. She’s all talk.”
    Ava shook her head. “I hate the way she is, Jada. She cries and whines about everything. She’s so weak. I hate how pitiful she is.” Ava looked at Jada, her eyes low as the weed mellowed her senses. Still, her sincerity was obvious. “I don’t ever wanna be like her. I don’t ever wanna be that helpless and that scared.” She took the blunt her sister passed to her. “I was acting like her when I tried to kill myself. But I’ll never let myself be that weak again.”
    Jada nodded. “I’m glad to hear that. ‘Cuz if you ever tried some shit like that again I’d kill you myself.”
    Ava laughed, and passed the weed to Jada. Jason called out from the kitchen, “Ava, wassup with me and you, ma? You come up here every day and smoke my weed, and you ain’t trying to give a nigga no play?”
    Jada frowned and looked at her sister. “No, this muthafucka is not calling you out in front of his boys.”
    Ava turned in Jason’s direction and said, “Okay, so we’ll leave then. I’ll go smoke my own weed.” She reached for her jacket and pretended to be leaving. Jada also gathered her things.
    Jason took the bait. “I ain’t saying it like that. Y’all ain’t gotta leave.”
    “So, why you complaining that we’re smoking your weed and you ain’t getting no play? It takes more than some weed to get all that from us. We ain’t those kinda bitches.” Ava popped her gum when she was finished speaking. Jada tried to suppress a smirk.
    Dean stood behind Jason, both of them staring at the girls. “So,what it take?” Dean asked. Harvey and Jason burst out laughing, and Jada did, too.
    Ava shook her head, smiling. “More than a fuckin’ blunt, nigga.”
    “Be easy, ma. I was just playing. Sit down and smoke.” Jason tossed her a small Ziploc bag filled with the good shit. The ladies quickly made themselves at home, and kept talking.
    “What’s up with you and Jason?” Jada asked. “I thought you was feeling him.” Ava had always talked about how fine Jason was, and how nicely he dressed. But judging from the lack of chemistry between them tonight, Jada had surmised that something must have changed her sister’s mind.
    Ava looked around to make sure the coast was clear, and lowered her voice. “That nigga is a backward ass hustler. He always got weed, stay getting high, and never got money to do nothing else. I don’t understand how he always broke, and he hustles all day, every day. That’s not the kind of guy for me.”
    Jada slapped her sister high five. “No romance without finance, you know what I’m saying?”
    Ava concurred and crossed her legs. They thought they had it all figured out. The sisters smoked and talked for another hour or so. When Jason, Harvey, and Dean ran out of weed, Ava and Jada decided that it was time to go. They said good-bye to the guys and walked off to catch the bus. Ava promised to call Jason the next day, and the evening ended with everyone happy and high. Ava returned to her group home, and Jada went home, knowing that Edna would greet her at the door with complaints about her lateness. It was well after midnight, and she had school in the morning. Just as she suspected, her mother greeted her at the door.
    “Where the hell have you been?” Edna demanded as soon as Jada walked