⁂Grayson
“Do you want something to drink?” my mother asked as she moved around the kitchen. I leaned back against the chair as I watched her.
“Sure, that would be great, thank you,” I said. “So, mama, how are things around here?” I then asked as casually as I could. I had a fairly good idea but since we were alone, I wanted to check-in.
“What do you mean?” she asked as she poured me a glass of iced tea. She came over and set the glass down on the kitchen table before she hurriedly moved back to the basin.
“You know what I mean,” I said firmly. “I want to know how things are between you and Pops right now?”
“Everything is fine,” she said as she glanced over her shoulder at me. “Ever since…well, ever since Sierna has come into our lives…” her voice trailed off and I watched her for a
