I thought I’d write about how my life turned out the way it did.
My grand father moved in with us when my grandmother past away. He took it pretty hard. He began drinking a lot. Sometimes he would drink for days. My sister would take advantage of his drunken stupor and get money from him. One day I walked in on her dressed in a wig wearing one of my grandmothers dresses dancing in front of my grand father while he sat on the couch. All she did was dance and he handed her 20 bucks.
I went into the kitchen and Mae’s boyfriend Mark was sitting at the table. He just looked at me and smirked. I turned around as my sister came into the room.
“What are you doing home so early,” she asked clutching onto her money.
“It doesn’t matter what I am doing home what the hell were you doing?”
“ Ah, there isn’t anything going on gramps just like the way I dance.”
“How long has this been going on?”
“Well little brother if you want to know I’ll tell you.”
She told me that one summer she spent at Gramps and Granny’s house she caught Granny dancing for Gramps. Every night she would watch her do this for Gramps and he would always give her money. So she figured she would take advantage of the situation and profit from it.
“Sounds pretty good.” I said. “How much are you going to give me not to tell Mom and Dad?”
“I ain’t giving you shit. If you want some put this on and go get your own!” She threw the wig at me and grabbed Mark by the arm and raced out the back door.
