“Why wouldn’t we be?” She sucks her teeth. “You deserve some happiness after what she put you through.” She? “Um…Do you mean your mother?” “Of course. Who could blame you for moving on? Mom went crazy and ruined your life and—” “Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I shake my head and look at her full in the face so she’ll understand. “Don’t ever let me hear you call your mother crazy again. You hear me, Deja Marie?”
WHOA is right like um no. . . Hopefully he gets now she isn't being too sensitive about this matter
