'Money'

Chapter 61 - Corey

6 months later.

Jackie and Jacob are over at Cash's for lunch, Lexi has finally agreed to let him see his now almost two year old son, Corey.

- He looks just like you, so happy you and Lexi finally worked it out, so I can get to see my grandson, Money says. Come here, Corey, come to grandpa.

- Grandpa, Corey coos and races towards Money who bends down and laughingly picks up the boy, who's a spitting image of his father, just like Cash is of Money himself.

- Come here, little monkey, Money says, picking up the boy from the floor.

- Ohh...Corey coos as he sees Money's tattoos. Daddy has taoo's too.

- Does daddy have tattoos too? Money asks.

- Mm...Corey coos.

- Hope he doesn't have any prison tattoos, Money says, lifting an eyebrow while looking up at his son. Do you?

- No, dad, I don't have any prison ink, Cash says. Okey, I have one...

Cash shows Money a tattoo that means he was in prison for dealing drugs.

- Damn it, kid, what have I always told you, keep away from that shit, Money says sternly. Or maybe Lexi won't let you see this little son you have here.

- I won't do it again, dad, I promise, I promise you, mum, Corey and Lexi that, Cash says. Cause i do wanna keep seeing my son, i wanna see him grow up, I wanna see him find a girl and have babies of his own.

- Good, othervise I could tell you some of the stories from when I was in prison, did I tell you about the junkie that moved in to the cell next to mine when I had been in there for about six years, when he was quitting the drugs, man, that wasn't pretty, i'll tell you that, Money says.

- That is not needed, Cash says. I will stay away from the drugs.

- Yeah, you better, you little bastard, don't want you dying on us, kid, Money says.