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Scarlett,” Curtis stuttered, starting his engine. He knew Scarlett hated him for what he did to Gwen back in the day, and he already believed that she was crazy. She was only twelve when she jumped on him and stabbed his hand with a steak knife. “Your mama called me over here for a favor.”
    “Yeah, I bet the favor had something to do with you bringing her drugs.” She could never figure out why her family was so hell bent on hurting each other. She turned to look at Gwen. She was standing there looking like a child who was about to get a beaten for being bad.
    “What did you put in your pocket, Gwen?” Scarlett asked.
    “Nothing,” Gwen stated. She tried to walk off quickly when she saw Scarlett coming her way. “Get off me!” she screamed as Scarlett to get in her pockets.
    “Give it here, Gwen!” she yelled. “I told you not to be around my house with that shit! It’s bad enough you’re a user and your stupid ass brother is condoning it!” Gwen was hella strong, so Scarlett let her go, but she turned to Curtis who was stuck looking at them wrestling in the yard. Scarlett ran over and kicked his passenger door as hard as she could. “Why the fuck are you still here?”
    Curtis sped away so fast; it seemed he left his trunk behind. He left skid marks in the road from spinning off so quickly.
    Scarlett was pissed as Gwen took off into the house. By the time she made it in the house, Gwen was locked inside in her room.
    “Gwen I don’t care what the fuck you’re doing in there, but you better not be firing up that crack pipe, or I promise you I’ma put your ass out!” She walked off and sat on the couch. She was fuming, because Gwen was very quiet and there was no telling what she was doing.
    Anton walked in the house and sat next to her. “What’s all the screaming about Sis, and why are you home so early?”
    “Your mama is up to no good and your filthy ass uncle Curtis has everything to do with it.”
    “Okay,” he said in a nonchalant tone. “Why are you off work?”
    “You didn’t hear a word I just said.”
    “Yeah, I did. I just don’t care. Mama is always up to no good. She puts everybody before us, and I don’t care what she does any more.” Scarlett was surprised to hear Anton say this. He never really cared to talk to her about anything, including their mama.
    “I’m off work because I wasn’t feeling well,” she lied.
    Out of nowhere, Gwen bolted from the room, and out the door, she went. Scarlett didn’t even try to get up to see where she was going.
    “Let her go,” she sighed. She was tired and just wanted to clear her thoughts. “I ain’t running behind her crazy ass.”
    They looked at each other and fell out laughing. Scarlett needed that laugh, and for some reason, Anton made her feel better. She looked over at him and his smile was all she needed to see. She’d never noticed how much of a man he’d become in so little time. His hair was braided in cornrows, with small fine curls around his edges. He had a pudgy nose just like hers, but she felt he was very handsome with it. His small frame showed his muscular biceps through his wife beater, and for a change, he didn’t look smoked out as he normally did. She thought she’d spark up a different conversation.
    “So, what is it that you do every day when I’m working?” she asked.
    “Nothing really,” he replied. “I just be chilling.”
    “Chilling, huh? Have you thought about going back to school?” she asked.
    “Nah, school ain’t for me.”
    Scarlett shook her head. “I can help you get your GED,” she offered, “since school ain’t for you.”
    “I don’t know ‘bout that,” he said, pulling out a Newport.
    Scarlett hesitated. “Don’t think I’m starting with you, but I hope you’re not out there selling drugs or in a gang or something.”
    Anton looked at her sideways. “Why do you always have to think I’m doing something crazy?” 
    “I don’t, Ant. I’m just asking, or