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NAIARI 'Ny' SAMUELS
(Ny- Ar- Eee)
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With a subtle click, I twist the key in the door's lock, and I push it open.
Weh me housewife mother deh?
Make the woman hear you.
"Mrs Samuels!" My voice reverberates through the living room as I step in, shouting her name loudly.
As I step inside the living room fully, it didn't seem like my mother was home.
"A weh me good body sister in law deh?" Shyanne asks coming in behind me.
"She's not here," I mumble, dropping down into the couch.
"Most likely she deh a the nursing home," she replies. "You a make we go out there?"
Right now me waah sleep.
"Yeah, make we take out me supm them outta the car first and then we can go," I suggest to her.
"Come nuh," she places her phone down on the coffee table and I do the same thing and then stand up.
We go back out to our cars where we begin to take out my items from the car and bring them to the house and up to my room.
After our third trip, Shy falls down onto the bed with a sigh.
"Me tired," she complains, fanning herself.
"Yuh lazy," I laugh, taking a seat on the bed beside her.
"Hello! Me still tired from the gym," she exclaims, using the gym as an excuse as to why she is being lazy.
"Yuh nuh tired when you a tekud though," I tease her and she laughs.
Them things there she like hear bout.
"Come man Shyanne," I get up from the bed. "Make we hurry up do wah we a do so we can go a the nursing home then spend the rest a the day together."
"We cyaa do all a that tomorrow?" She groans rolling over on her stomach.
She most likely have work tomorrow. Me will drag her off the bed enuh.
"Come on nuh," I slap her thigh. "Tomorrow is for me to sit down pan me veranda with me foot them cock up a drink Pepsi and some fast food."
