“So, you’re saying we need to pick up little, big sis? I thought she was driving down?” “No, I told her she needed to get a flight. It’s so much going on, and the meeting with Mama’s doctors is in the morning,” I sighed. “But, yeah, ‘I’ and I said I need to pick her up. Don’t you got business to handle or something?” “Dea, you are my fucking business. or did you forget that quickly?
