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Daddy honked again. Turning on her heel, Grandmama headed for the front door. “That’s it. I’m getting my shotgun.”
Grandmama don’t play 😂 she is a gangsta for real
Grandmama sneered. “That turd will be lucky if I forgive him by then. I have a notion to bake him a chocolate cake full of ex-lax.”
“Good,” Shelby said, smiling. “And just for future reference, I’m a Bama girl through and through. Roll Tide Roll!” She winked
Roll tide baby!
I stilled. “What happened to Petrov?” Grandmama coughed again. “The rotten bastard is dead.” My mouth dropped open. “What?” “He’s dead. Within the first week of being in jail, another inmate shanked him to death. I’m sure the man had lots of enemies.” Lowering her voice, she mumbled, “Too bad they didn’t let me get to him. I would’ve cut his nuts off and fed them to him.”
Grandmama is the craziest yet most loyal character I’ve ever read about 😂
