‘Yeah, I need her in New York.’ She gets out there, we’ll probably never hear from her again. Quinn, you promise not to get wrapped up in no crazy, satanic mess?” “Grams, please, okay?” I laughed. “I know how to take care of myself. And don’t be mad at me. Take it out on your daughter-in-law.” She looked at her. “I know. Bern always running her damn mouth. She been that way since she was young. Still don’t know how her and Quest got together. She talks too damn much, and my Quest don’t talk enough.”
