Cruel Summer

Chapter 18

*Same Day*

7:30 P.M.

~Ryan~

"Honey, are you sure this is the right address?" Auntie Aimee asked as she looked on the road.

"Yes ma'am, this is exactly what he told me."

"We actually came here earlier."Jamie said as he turned into the driveway.

"Really why did you come he—"

"Mama, they made it!" A pretty and tall woman said as she waved.

She had beautiful melaninated skin. She looked like she could be on America's Next Top Model.

Her long black hair flew into the air as she jumped in excitement.

"Marcus and Ry, I want you to meet two very special people." Auntie Aimee said as Jamie parked and turned the car off.

"Do you know who that is?" I asked as I whispered to Marcus.

"No clue. I'm lost just like you. Let's go find out." Marcus said as he whispered back and opened the door.

"Who do we have here?" A lady asked as she came outside. She was a beautiful brown-skinned woman with a cowboy hat and long beautiful black hair.

I need to know their secrets to long, healthy hair.

"Ry and Marcus, this is your Aunt Emma and Cousin Jean. Tee Emma and Mama are sisters."

"What? I finally meet my great-aunt! Grandma said you passed away before I was born." I said as I quickly hugged Aunt Emma.

"That heifer said that? She was always jealous of me. Hello, my pretty great-niece. You are beautiful. Just like your mom." Aunt Emma said as she gave me a bunch of kisses on my cheek.

"Thank you, you remember my mother?" I asked smiling.

"I—" Auntie Emma started to say, but I seen Aunt Aimee quickly shake her head 'no'.

I wonder what that was all about.

Maybe she didn't want Aunt Emma to know about my mom's drug situation.

"Anyway, I know this ain't my handsome great-nephew. Watch out now!" Aunt Emma said as she hugged Marcus.

"I think you might be my favorite auntie." Marcus said as he hugged Aunt Emma and we laughed.

"This right here is your cousin, Jean. This is my baby girl right here. That's my heart. She's my first heart beat. I got two, but she's on her way with her husband. Y'all, c'mon and get ready for dinner." Aunt Emma said as she started walking towards the house.

Marcus and I gave Jean a hug before we entered the house.

It was a beautiful and nice Victorian-styled home. It was filled with pictures in every room. Jamie and Aunt Aimee followed Aunt Emma into the kitchen while Marcus and I stayed behind with Jean.

"Wow, Jean! Is that you riding a horse?" I asked as I pointed to a picture that was hanging in the middle of the wall. It was surround by hundreds of other pictures.

"Yep, that's my first horse I rode when I was four years old. His name was Walker. He was my baby. We rode and did everything together." Jean said smiling as she touched the picture.

"Who's that?" Marcus said pointing to a picture of a lady and a baby.

"That's my sister and my daughter, Marlee. Marlee is staying the school year with her father. She comes back on holidays to be with me. Her father thinks she can't get an education due to being surrounded with a farm and horses. He's mad because I caught him with the stable girl." Jean said rolling her eyes.