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“What you mean you’ll see me at Thanksgiving?”

I smiled.

There it was.

“Oh, so you thought your wife wasn’t gonna invite her cousin? Ya’ll having it at Levin’s, right.”

There was a pause.

Then Xay sighed. “Man, me and Sam ain’t even confirm that shit yet.”

I smiled.

“Well, apparently your wife confirmed it.”

“Wow”

“Why the fuck you sound so surprised?”

“‘Cause me and Sam ain’t talk about it after he left.”

I chuckled.

“Sounds like you need to talk to your wife then.”

“Heather.”

“What?”

“You always got some slick shit to say.”

“And you always calling me whispering like somebody got a gun to your head, but here we are.”

“I ain’t whispering.”

“You definitely whispering.”

“I’m in the fucking bathroom.”

I laughed.

“Exactly.”

“Man, whatever.”

I took another bite of my food.

“I’ll see you Thanksgiving.” I repeated.

“You really on that shit?”

“On what shit?”

“Acting like everything cool.”

I looked down at Collin.

“Everything is cool.”