Mama yelled at me for another half an hour before I was sent to my room to "think about it."
For the first time I really contemplated running away. This was for the birds. I was a grown-ass woman trying to live in another grown-ass woman's house. I was trying to do good here. I didn't need to be chastised and walking on eggshells around her.
You know what, just forget it. Let her grow into a bitter old woman. I am done helping her.
I put my pillow over my head and sulked.
Billy came over, and Nubia announced that I was grounded as he led him to our bedroom.
"Mama said that she can still tutor and babysit you, but y'all have to stay in the house."
Bill gave Nubia a stricken look before he looked at me. I was reading Kenyatta's Revenge after finishing Daddy Cool and Whoreson. Mama w
