Page 29 of His Four Leaf Clover

Jess didn’t care if they cursed in her presence and neither did he. They were grown but he drew the line when it came to Dot. His oldest three didn’t play about their mother, and Kizzy knew that better than anyone. His oldest daughter had to tag her ass once before for coming at their mother sideways. Denny didn’t condone it but he had to respect it. Kizzy couldn’t accept the fact that he and Jess remained close, even after they separated. They shared kids and grandkids, and he was happy that they didn’t have no tension between them.

“Let him say what he gotta say. He got every right to defend his mother,” Dot replied.

She didn’t scold her grandkids for their use of language and she didn’t need him to do it either. She hated everything about Kizzy and it was no secret. She was never invited to any of the family gatherings and she knew better than to show up. She was baby mama number three but she acted like her kids were the only ones that mattered. It’s like she wanted Denny to forget about the ones that he had before and focus more on the ones they had together.

“So, it’s cool for him to disrespect me.” Kizzy pointed to herself for emphasis.

“Go handle your shit, Denny.” Jess got up from his lap and sat down next to Diva, who was scowling at the other woman the entire time.

Denny wheeled himself to the side of the house and away from the crowd. As soon as he did, he and Kizzy started arguing.

“I can’t stand that bitch, with her insecure ass.” Diva couldn’t wait until Denny finally got tired of Kizzy. He’d cheated on her more times than she could count, and she still refused to walk away.

After a while, they heard Kizzy crying and screaming obscenities before she rushed from the side of the house to her car. She pulled off in a hurry, making her tires screech when she turned the corner.

“Dumb bitch crying over a nigga who can’t even chase her when she run away.” Dot shook her head in disgust, making everybody laugh at her comment.

“Yooo, granny, you wild for that.” Tre doubled over with laughter.

“Bitch, I ain’t nobody’s granny.” Dot frowned. He knew she hated that term and he was the only one who sometimes called her that. She was a young grandmother and being called granny made her feel old. For some reason, Tre, the same as his father, liked to piss her off.

“You know I like to get a reaction outta you.”

“I love my son but I’m not crying over no nigga who gotta pump up his dick just to fuck me.”

“Not too much on my brother,” Diva laughed.

“Girl please. How is everything coming along for Leo’s party, Hank? I told your sister that I would supply all the alcohol but I can do whatever else y’all need me to do.”

Dot loved Hank’s mother and she made sure to always show her a good time whenever she visited. Leo rolled out the red carpet for her when she visited Georgia, and she appreciated her.

“Nah, we got everything together but I appreciate it. I’m happy you mentioned that though. It’s a lot of us going out there, and we got a lot of alcohol and other stuff to transport. What y’all think about renting a chartered bus to bring us instead of taking a bunch of different cars? Nobody will have to drive and we can all be comfortable.” Hank had been thinking about that for a few days but he wanted to run it by everybody else.

“That’s a good idea. I’ll help pay for it,” Fonzo offered.

“I’ll foot the bill if everybody is okay with it.”

Everybody agreed that it was easier and made more sense. The party was the following month, so they all had a little time to find something to wear and make arrangements at their perspective jobs. Clover was excited about seeing her family again soon, well, at least the ones who fucked with her. The rest of them could kiss her ass and she had no problem telling them so.

“Why you always wearing sneakers all the time? You need to pop out in some heels at least once.” Sade frowned when Caprice picked up another pair of Air Max. They were cute but she needed to step up her shoe game.

That was the third Foot Locker that they’d been to that week and none of them had what she wanted. Her feet were big as hell, so none of the stores had her size. More than likely, she would have to order online like she always did. Sade didn’t know why she was doing so much to go to a party that her man didn’t even invite her to.

“Bitch, I’m tall enough. I’m not trying to be looking down on my nigga.”

Caprice and Monty were just about the same height, and that was bad enough. She hated being tall, especially since she was the same height or taller than most of the men that she dealt with.

“I can’t believe you’re still even claiming Monty’s sad ass. He wrong as fuck for not inviting you to his grandma’s party. Iva’s hoe ass must be going.”

“She go every damn where and he always be right there with me.”

“Yeah, well, things must have changed. That nigga didn’t even tell you about it this time. I wish a nigga would play with me like that.”

Caprice stopped walking and gave her cousin a look that could melt ice. Sade had been on some other shit lately and she wasn’t feeling it. She kept taking cheap shots at her relationship with Monty and she was tired of ignoring it. She was in her feelings because the nigga that she had been dealing with lately got back with his wife and blocked her. She was always falling for unavailable men and getting her heart broken when shit didn’t go her way. She did the same thing with Dash, knowing that his heart belonged to Clover.

“Bitch, first off, you don’t even have a nigga. And the nigga that you do want don’t want no parts of you. Don’t get mad with me because he chose his wife over you.”

“Fuck him and his bad built ass wife.”