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“That’s none of your damn business,” I retort. I’m not about to have a conversation about him with Ma. Over the years I’ve kept in contact with Grayson. We’ve shared brief messages, checking in periodically, but never getting too deep or too close, for that matter. He lives his life. I live mine. That distance, both physical and emotional is all we can ever have. We might have been friends as kids, but I was also friends with his brother, the King, once too and look how that relationship ended up. He’s my enemy. Grayson has a new identity and I’m not about to ruin that by discussing him now, no matter how much I might trust Ma Silva or what she thinks she knows about him and his life.
“I miss him,” she admits.
“He was always your favourite,” I reply, wondering how she would feel if it was him who’d Connie had set her sights on. Not that it matters, the man’s gay.
“I cared about you all, but I care about my granddaughter more, which is why I’m going to ask you one last time to leave Connie be.Please,” she begs this time.
“There are things I need to deal with first. Then I’ll go.”
Ma nods her head in thanks. There really isn’t anything more left to say. I’m not about to concern Ma Silva with my hunch about Peter. I’ve got shit under control. The less people who know, the better.
“Goodnight, Ma.”
“Goodbye, Malakai,” she whispers, the affection in her voice marred with guilt. I don’t blame her for warning me away. I don’t blame her in the slightest, but that doesn’t mean it hurts any less.
