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Another text came through.

And don’t come empty handed. Michael already asked if you bringing those cookies.

I smiled.

“That’s Sam?”

I looked up.

Henry was grinning.

“Mind your business.”

“That mean yes.”

“Eat your fucking food.”

He grabbed one of his wings.

“So you and Aunt Sam together now?”

I slowly looked at him.

“Don’t call her that.”

Henry almost choked.

“What the fuck I’m supposed to call her?”

“Sam.”

“But technically she my aunt.”

“Henry.”

“She married Uncle Xay.”

“I know who the fuck she married.”

“And you⁠—”

“Finish that sentence.”

He burst out laughing.

I shook my head.

This little nigga had gotten entirely too comfortable with me.

“You know this family confusing as hell, right?”

“I’m aware.”

“My uncle was married to Sam. Now my daddy with Sam. Avery got two babies by my dead uncle. Heather got one⁠—”

“Why the fuck are you doing a family recap?”

“I’m just saying.” He counted on his fingers. “If I ever do one of them ancestry websites, that thang might crash.”