“So ya don’t say…” Cedric sequed as he brought in the empty nacho tray and the half empty cans of alcohol in an effort to assist Sandy in straightening up a bit.
“Well you ain’t got to worry about me disrespectin ya there darlin. My mama was a good, God fearin woman. And she’d tear up my hide if I ever thought about gettin outta line with a lady. Specially a sweet lil one such as yourself there.”
Cedric moved about Sandy’s bungalow as if he were familiar with her routine. He emptied the cans into the sink, found her recyclables, and disposed of the cans accordingly. Sandy was rinsin the tray off in the sink on the island and sighed,
“Oh boy here we go with the short shit again,” I’m not a child And I always always thought it was kinda rude when I need help that folks automatically think it’s okay to talk baby talk to me as as a response.”
She opened the dishwasher, stuck the tray in there as well as a couple of intensive that were in the sink from earlier that day, and closed the dishwasher with her hip.
Cedric had already taken a seat on a stool by the island and was taking sheer joy outta watching her complain and putter around her kitchen. Noticing the amethyst-crystal ashtray and pipe, he reached back into his shirt pocket and took out the cone, flicking any loosely packed weed into the ashtray and holding it up to show it to Sandy,
“You said, it’s okay to spark up in here? He asked as he also started feeling his other pockets for his lighter.”
Sandy nodded emphatically, “That’s one of the reasons I chose this complex as opposed to the other ones they still building down the other end of the pike there. Those are really pretty but the whole property is non smoking.”
Cedric sucked his teeth and nodded as if he too were as annoyed about the recent upswing of discrimination against smokers.
“They didn’t build them a gazebo smokin section, nothin?” Cedric asked now re-lighting the cone.
Sandy was shaking her head, “Nah, and like what do they want people who smoke to do, smoke in their vehicles? I mean, I get it. You have a new property. You don’t want a bad element coming in and treating your property like an ashtray, cool?
You don’t want to spare the extra expense of creating an outdoor smoking section complete with groundskeepers to pick up the cigarette butts and what not,!? I get that too.
But ya know what would rid em of that issue…” Sandy asked as Cedric finished up a long pull on the lit cone and handed it to Sandy. Nodding in the process he continued, “By letting us smoke in our own dwelling.”
Sandy nodded emphatically, “Exactly, could you tell I partook of the plant when you walked up in here?”
Cedric titled his head and and shrugged,“I’m not the best person to ask though, because I could be nose blind to it myself. Actually, I think I am. So you may have to get chu a non smoker to come up in here and tell ya cuz all I smell is frankincense and lavender .”
Sandy cocked her head to the side as if in thought, “Well the Frankincense was what I lit outside and the lavender is either the dish soap or the little satchels I got stashed everywhere.”
***Triple Hazelnut Cappuccino with 35mg THC Dark Chocolate 🍫 Crispy Rice Topping Disco 🍬 chased by ice water and Durban Poison 🌱💨.
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Majique MiMi
You can call me MiMi. I’m a Brain Aneurysm & Stroke Survivor & Former English Professor. I write to stay sane, and to keep gratitude in my Spirit & Praises in my mouth.
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