CHAPTER ELEVEN
“Get in here.” Wanda flung Osana into the living room and Georgia followed. “I’ll tell you what you’re gonna do, Osana. You’re gonna go out there and tell Max to go back to wherever the hell he came from.”
“Am I?” She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow.
“You damn well will.”
“Sorry, Momma.” Osana sat on the 7-piece recliner sectional. “I love Max.” She straightened her dress at the end. “And, I’m gonna accept his proposal.”
Wanda did a double take then touched her forehead. “Is this really happening or am I the one who’s crazy?”
Georgia sat on the off-beige loveseat. “You’re definitely not the crazy one in this room, Wanda.”
“Nor am I.” Osana lifted her head. “I know exactly what I’m saying and it’s my choice.”
“It’s not your choice,” Wanda shouted. “You’re not mar
