Never Let IT Die

Something Fishy...

                        One week later.....

      Jamal squinted in confusion as his mother and father walked in together, marking the 2nd week. Sure, they'd had their good moments, but they never lasted THIS long! The last time they cooperated so long, they were... No, no, no. It CANT be, Mal thought to himself as Cookie laughed at something Lucious had said, and he slung his arm over her shoulders as they made their way to their office, greeting all the workers along the way. He groaned as the thought surfaced again... My God, please, no!!! He mind screamed as he slowly strolled towards their office, and posted outside the door. "And in a hour, I want you to meet me back here." His dad said, letting his hand rest on her waist. "If you have to, make-" Lucious stopped as Mal coughed, and walked into the room, and Cookie made space between her and Lucious. "Hey, Mal. What's up?" Jamal chuckled and looked between his mother and father. "Um, what's going on in an hour? Is it something I should be worried about?" He said, faking concern. Cookie's eyes quickly flashed on Lucious, then back to Jamal. "No, baby. Just some business that needs to be taken care of." "No pun intended..." Said Lucious quietly as he sat at the desk. "Oh, really?" Jamal said, as he kissed his mothers cheek. "Well, I'm gonna go... Just wanted to stop and say hey, so...." He said as he walked out. "Alright, then..." His mother called after him. He didn't care how much of a cool front they put up, something fishy was going on, and he was gonna get to the bottom of it..........

(I know, I know, OK? I felt like Mal should sense something, then, you know, MORE DRAMA... DONT YOU LOVE DRAMA???!!! ...excuse my craziness... But fr, more action next chapter!😘😘❤️)