ODDS OF LOVE - SEASON THIRTEEN

Episode 176

" We got new neighbors," Bubba Joe said loudly as he and Nance Glover  were both reclining out on the front yard on metal folding chairs with cans of beer and a bag of cheese covered chili splattered french fries to share. The small potbellied pig Porky was lying on his front as his beady eyes went from both of the old people to the bag of fries with its greasy but delicious aroma emanating out of it.

Nance laughed out loud right before she belched a handful of times. Shoving fries into her mouth she bellowed with her heavy Irish accent," Better hope they decent sort of people, now , Bubba Joe , me lover. And , by decent sort I mean not like the rich posh ones like the man me funny looking grandlad Nigel got himself mixed up with. I don't care if man calls hisself a judge or whatever he is. It's just rude not to invite family over for a bit of food and drink occasionally. It is. Nigel is like his Ma , me Matilda. They both think they more than they is. Her living with that rich one that knocked her old self up once more and living in a fancy big house with the boy yet not even offering her old long suffering mother a bed and a good old meal there. Can you imagine ? "

Bubba grinned as he imagined the nice perky tits on that there Matilda Swan. She was still a damn  good looking gal even for fifty one or whatever she was claiming to be. That rich one had good taste. And ole Nance here had tells him earlier this rich man knocked up her other daughter too. Man had money and taste especially if the sister looked like Matilda. Wonder if they had a threesome. " Yep. Least my gal and her colored fellow knows how to treat family," he grumbled as he scratched his big flabby belly under its tattered old Hawaiian shirt with the two missing buttons. Then he let loose with a loud fragrant fart that set off Nance laughing heartily and the pig snorting. " Ain't that right, Jimbo ! ," he called out to his older grandson.

Jimmy Klein was setting out a trash bag on the curb as he made an ugly face at his grandfather and his " guest ". The pig was more well behaved, he thought as he pulled out his old phone to text Jamal and ask how the rehabilitation center was treating him. He figured he might visit him tomorrow if the kid wanted him to. Not that Jamal was really a kid , he conceded. They were the same age. Seventeen and all. But the young attractive quiet Black boy seemed..... innocent to him. And way too smart. Too smart for the likes of him anyway. Not that he wanted to date or fuck him, he laughed inwardly. It was just friendship. Jamal Duncan would never be interested in him with his juvenile record and no high school paper or anything.

After he sent the text he stood on the sidewalk watching the moving van across the street at the one story house that was being rented according to his stepfather. Then his green eyes narrowed as he saw exactly who got out of the large expensive Jeep in the driveway. It was a tall slim White woman with boyishly short dark hair and a snobby looking expression on her face followed by two equally tall lanky teenage boys. But it was on her which he focused his stare. Great. It was the hideous principal of the local public middle school. Course she was an assistant principal when he had been there but still the woman had literally made his life a living hell. And , he thought as he directed his look at the Norland - Lane house next door to his mother's own one , his kid brother Sol wasn't exactly a fan of her or her bully son JT from his own experience before going to Bougie Academy.

Kris Keller.

Bitch , he mused as he turned back around and strode past the three pigs back into the house.