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55• Family reasoning

Mih want some a dat.

"Detective Saint?" She frowned and I held back my laugher since this little red skin body was pulling my hair.

"Yuh son. Inspector gadget." I added, when I looked up.

"Minister of information." Ella gestured towards the house and we see Little Saint standing on the back porch.

It just nice fih si how the little boy love har off enough fih deh call har mommy.

It cute.

Except the few times mih meet him and this boy would not stop asking questions and apologizing when they're too personal.

Still him dweet inna wah nice way weh yuh would deh tell him yuh secret and nuh realize.

Cuteness overload and politeness dash weh pon him.

"A who him a watch now." Navy mumbled but we heard clearly.

"André." Rae said as we look to see the man of the hour but his eyes was on someone too. "A who mih cousin a stare pan suh."

Mih know but naw seh nothin'.

"Oh, Làzuri." Navy shrugged, and we looked at her. "What?"

Mih wah know if nothing new come up.

"Sum'n a gwaan?" Ella whispered, moving closer.

If I love this gyal one more time.

Mih bestie.

"Little Saint tell mih seh him uncle André won't be single for long. Mih notice likkle sum'n but a just him a stare pon har then which morning it's har uncle a trim up the flowers dem outside the kitchen window when mih hear him a warn har."

"Bout wah?" Rae inquired.

"Fih shi remember that it's work shi come fih duh and that him notice the boss a pree har. Seh shi younger than him and inna different class than shi, suh getting involved with the employer won't look good." Navy informing us.

'Cousin and cousin mek good soup.' My subconscious teased.

"Too late fih him tell har dat. Zyair, Saint, André and myself, wih a cousin fih a reason. Yuh feel seh the sumaddy who wih see, get fih know and end up want go lef wih. Wih a fight like it go be world war three. Miss Zuri shi already inna honey and it stinky pah fih har side if anybody think dem go stop André. Him worst than all a wih combined." Rae acknowledges, getting our attention.

Obsessed much.

"Wah yuh mean?" I asked.

Ella deh look pah mih.

"Zyair nuh have money or busy like him. Saint nuh dark and obsessive like him. Mih nuh possessive and easy fih love, like him. Put all dat together. Ya look pan a mad bloodclaat loyal billionaire inna clean clothes. Mih nuh sure if billionaire a dih right word cause him father side a family full a people who come from old money background. Nigerian, a little European but few resides inna America and Canada. She belongs to him the moment shi give him consent. It's like separating sand from salt if shi wah get weh. Only betrayal can set har free and that's if shi have time fih breathe in peace."

When the roll is call up yonder...

It seems a nuh everything Zyair tell mih.

"Him crazy?" Navy asked.

"You love a man and lay dung wid sumaddy who get rid of anybody who so much as to hurt yuh feeling. Mih know yuh si wah mih duh dih gyal who wah tek mih man on Reign's birthday last year. Think unnu man naw watch unnu. Think mih naw watch my man. André worst."