Lucid Dreams

by Ladii Nesha

Outside, Dai was leaning against Nite’s car, blowing smoke from his mouth. Ms. Rose stood next to him talking, but Nite couldn’t hear what she was saying. Just as he started to go off on his brother, Dai handed the blunt to Ms. Rose, who happily accepted it. Like a pro, she pulled from the blunt and released the smoke through her nose. Coughing, she repeated the process before handing it back to Dai. “I know you not out here getting Ms. Rose high.” Nite snatched the blunt from Dai and flicked it into the street. "It helps with my glaucoma and arthritis,” Ms. Rose giggled. “Are you going to be able to care for Anna?”\ “Of course,” she nodded. “I’ll tell you one thing; weed is so much different nowadays. Back when I smoked, it was nothing like this. Shit, I see stars and all. You think I can have a little more?” Ms. Rose whispered. “I’ll drop you off a little bit later,” Dai promised. “Ok. Let me get in here. This shift is going to be a breeze now,” she sang, strolling up the sidewalk. Nite turned to his brother and shook his head. “What?” Dai chortled. “I can’t believe you got the caregiver high.” “Aye, it was either that or bend her over in the back of your car. She wearing her good bra and I have mommy issues.” “You’re fucking sick.” Nite shook his head. “Blame mommy dearest in there,” Dai replied, hopping in the passenger seat.