waste too much time out here pouting. It sure doesnât make a whole lot of sense to waste a minute of your birthday being mad about something we canât control.â
He hollered for the twins. They came hopping over. Daddy scooped them up, but didnât let out his usual big olâ belly laugh. Khayla and Kheelin giggled most likely âcause they were too little to see what I wasnât seeing in my daddyâs normally happy eyes.
I watched them all go inside, leaving me there with myself. I tilted my head back and stared up at the sky. I couldnât remember a time when Iâd seen the clouds move so fast.
The hurricane was coming closer
. Stupid storm. I considered the possibility of running inside to tell Daddy about what Mr. Babineaux had said. I decided right then that Iâd tell Daddy as soon as my party was over.
âHappy birthday, Armani!â TayTay held the giant pickle she was nibbling on up in the air and gave me a one-armed hug. I wondered if she could feel the light-green juice running down her arm. She flashed me her famous smile, letting me know that she didnât care one bit about whatever might be running into her armpit.
I looked over where Daddy was standing at the big black burner and cooking pot. Him and Uncle T-Bone and Georgie were all standing around, watching steam rise. It never did make no sense to me that some people like to stand and watch food cook. Uncle T-Boneâs newest girlfriend was off by herself, smoking near the bushes.
âUncle T-Bone looks happy,â TayTay said, pointing over that way with what was left of her pickle.
âYeah, I guess.â I watched my uncle and the way he was grinning from ear to ear, just a-flashing that shiny gold tooth of his all over the place. TayTay was rightâit was good to see him happy. After he first got back from Afghanistan, he was acting messed-up in his head. Memaw said that being in a war and seeing people die like that can make a person completely lose their mind. Lucky for us, that didnât happen to Uncle T-Boneâhe just lost his mind for a little while.Course, I thought heâd lost it again when he went and hooked up with Miss Shug.
Just looking at the way she stood there in her stupid, huge, floppy tangerine hat got on my nerves. âUgh, I can barely even look at that woman,â I said, and turned away.
âI like her,â TayTay said.
âWho?â
âMiss Shug. I think sheâs pretty.â TayTay had lost her mind.
âTayâ
seriously
? Miss
Shug
ainât even her real name. Uncle T-Bone says we gotta call her that âcause sheâs so sweetâlike a big spoon of sugar.â I pretended to stick my finger down my throat. âThere ainât no one that sweet.â I curled up my lip and stole a look back over there at the woman and her fake laugh. âWhatever. I think sheâs gross and her hats are obnoxious.â
âGirl, you need to stop.â TayTay smiled and shook her head from side to side, licking her pickle fingers. âDonât be so mean.â
âMean? I ainât mean, Iâm just keepinâ it real. I know one thing: You ainât gonna catch me calling her
Shug
or
Sugar
. Iâm calling her Miss. Thatâs it, just plain olâ Miss.â
âYouâre so funny, Cuz,â she said. âOh, I almost forgot to tell you. Last weekend me and my dad were driving by the church, and there was Georgie standinâ outside Uncle T-Boneâs, practically up in the bushes, staring in the window.â
âFor real? Are you serious?â
âYep. But why? I mean, whatâs the point in lookinâ in Uncle T-Boneâs window?â
A tree somewhere made a cracking sound. I seen Daddy turn and look over his shoulder.
I kept my eyes on Daddy. âIâll tell ya whyââcause Miss walks around that house with no clothes on all day, anâ Georgieâs so
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