someone who could be trusted. She was a conniving old witch who had nothing but hate in her heart for anybody doing well for themselves. She was lonely and enjoyed getting dirt on everybody who was somebody in the city. She probably had many different sources for ‘Here’s The Tea,’ no telling.
“It’s just close to election time and I don’t want any heat coming our way, you know. I don’t need any negative attention being spread about, especially concerning Jada Kent and my family. My boys have moved on and there is no love lost. I don’t want this city focusing on something like that. We have way more important issues out there.” She stated.
“Oh, I understand.” Lynn said as if she cared anything about Celeste and her feelings. She looked towards her desk as an alerted message informed her that a fax had just arrived.
“I know you’re a busy woman so I’ll let myself out.” Mrs. Gray said. “But please, think about it before you print untrue things about my family.”
Untrue, Lynn thought, knowing that, ‘Here’s The Tea,’ didn’t release its gossip or speculations unless it was a true story behind it.
Mrs. Gray turned to walk out then stopped suddenly. “If you have to write about Jada Kent just leave the Gray’s out of it. I’m not asking.” She threatened with a smile then gracefully left.
It definitely wasn’t the first time that Lynn and her newspaper had been threatened, but she’d been playing a game for thirty plus years where there were no competitors allowed. She wasn’t the least bit worried. As a matter of fact, it felt good to have the clever Dr. Celeste Gray drop by her home. It only meant that the city was about to get some hot and steamy news as the smell of drama filled the air. She walked over to her fax machine pulling off the received paperwork and smiled. Indeed the drama was unfolding and Mrs. Gray had more to worry about than Jada Kent coming back to town.
***
A’keem and Seth rode around the city with the dark tinted windows rolled up and the air condition blasting cool air. Seth looked over at his cousin. “So, where are we headed now?” he asked as A’keem puffed lightly on a freshly rolled, fat blunt.
“Hell, I don’t care. I just wanted to get my license straight so I wouldn’t have to hear my mom’s mouth.” A’keem said with a strained voice as he let out a cloud of smoke then passed the blunt to Flow who was chilling in the backseat.
“So, how you say she looked again?” A’keem asked looking back at Flow.
“She looked good as hell chilling with Serenity.” Flow responded thinking about how good Serenity was looking in her tight fitted Daisy Dukes. That round ass still had him smiling.
“She was with Serenity?” Seth quickly asked.
“Yeah, they were shopping in Victoria’s Secret and shit.” Flow responded causing Seth to smile when he heard that.
“Oh yeah,” A’keem cut in. He felt a little bothered that Jada hadn’t reached out to him since she’d been home. He thought about their last encounter. Maybe it was really over, he pondered. He remembered them discussing that they’d let things be and both would walk away not ever looking back, but they’d said that before.
A’keem reached for the blunt as Flow passed it back to him. He was somewhat confused by Jada’s actions of even returning home without so much as giving him a courtesy call to say kiss my ass. She had to know that his feelings were strong for her at one point and running into her by surprise would surely do something to him. “I just don’t understand why she didn’t let me know that she was coming home. I mean, I didn’t have to see her if she didn’t want me too, but she knows better than anybody that I damn sho’ don’t like surprises.”
“She should’ve just picked up the phone and called you, point blank. Didn’t you say even Marlon knew?” Flow