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Chapter 129: Shaniqua and I retired to the SkyHouse


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but returned early the next day. We almost made it before noon. We had breakfast with the Browns. It had been quite the night and everyone had slept in. The Bar and Grill didn’t open for business until four p.m., the entertainment started later. Usually they stayed open until four in the mourning so this was fairly normal.

The wimmen folk had laid out a big meal. They’d made the kids what ever they wanted and allowed them to eat as much of it as they pleased. The kids had done good the night before and she was rewarding them.

If you want more of something...reward those who provide it. My Grand-Pap had always said. He was a wise man.

We had all just about finished and were drinking coffee...the kids too, when we heard a plaintive voice. "Hello? Hello? Is anyone there?”

It came from the direction of the bunk-room. All of the women donned their veils as if on command. Roy looked at them and grinned. The oldest girl stood up as if to leave the room...

“I’ll go see what he needs” she said.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea” Shaniqua said then she looked at me.

“He’s probably naked.” I told them "or wrapped in a blanket. His clothes were kinda dirty, they had blood on them too.”

The oldest daughter looked concerned.

“From helping move the bodies” I hastened to add. " I undressed him and tossed the dirty things in the laundry. I dunno if they’re worth cleaning or not.”

“I’ll see to him” Roy said. He stood up, found a clean cup and filled it with coffee. "Boy...you’re about his size..go get him some of your old clothes. You’ve just about out grown them haven’t you?”

“Sure thing pop.” the kid left immediately.

Roy did too, carrying the filled coffee cup.

“Had a night huh bud?” Roy approached the jerk who was looking out of the bunk-room, hiding his body behind the door.

“Are there any women around?” He asked. " I can’t come out. Someone took my clothes. I’m naked”.

“I sent my boy to fetch you some” Roy told him. "He’ll be along shortly. Here...drink this then get a shower. the wimmen folk are in the dinning room or in the kitchen. They won’t peek. When you’re done come join us. We have some food left over, shame to throw it out.”

Roy wondered about that as he walked back to join us. Given the chance his oldest daughter just might wash his back for him. She’d been making calf eyes at the young lad.

The jerk inhaled the coffee, took a shower , then dressed him self in the clothes he’f found laying on his bed when he’d finished his shower and joined us in the dining room. No one had left. Especially not that daughter. Roy had seen to that.

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