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"Can I talk to you?" Mrs

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"Can I talk to you?" Mrs.Daniel asked me.

"Yeah. Let me put my stuff up." I said grabbing the groceries out of the car.

I walked into the house, to see Cameron and Dex on the couch.

"Can y'all help me get the groceries?" I asked them.

"Hol up, we in a match right now."

"Fuck y'all match." I said before walking back outside to get more bags.

I grabbed as many as I could on both hands then hurried back to the door.

Being that my hands were full I couldn't open the door.

"OPEN THE DOOR."

"We in a match!"

"Pause it. The hell?"

"We can't pause a match."

"I got it."Mrs.Daniel said before opening the door.

"Thank you."

"I had no idea that you moved." She said looking around.

"This is my boyfriends house, what did you want to talk about again?"

"Well, I know you were close with Angelo, and I was so hurt that both of them died so close to each other..." she rambled but I didn't hear anything she said.

"Would you please, come to their funeral?"

"Of course! I would have thought you had it by now."

"I just told you why I didn't have it sooner."

"Well that's okay. I'll be there."

"Thank you." She said walking out the house.

Cam and Dex walked in the kitchen after Mrs.Daniel walked out.

"Why that old hoe was in my house?" Cam said looking through the groceries.

He should be ashamed talking bout that lady like that.

"You nosey." I mugged him.

"Ain't that Angelo and tanna mom?" Dex asked.

"She look like them, don't she?" Cam said, and Dex agreed.

"Yeah that's they mom. Why?" I asked.

"Why she came here for?" Cameron asked looking through the bags.

"To invite me to the funeral." I told him.

"You going?" Cam asked.

"Of course I'm going to my best friend's funeral. Why wouldn't I?" I scrunched my face up.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"When is it?" Dex asked.

"Right, I wanna go." Cameron said, with a grin on his face.

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