Larceny by Jason Poole

Author:Jason Poole [Poole, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-05-08T04:00:00+00:00

Jovan

When I woke up, Grandma was already downstairs cooking breakfast. She had made egg and cheese omelets, toast, grits, and hash browns.

“Jovan,” Grandma called from downstairs.

“Yeah, Grandma,” I answered, sitting on the side of my bed.

“You up, boy?”

“Yeah, Grandma, I’m up.”

“Come on down here and get this breakfast.”

I went in the bathroom, got myself together, and went downstairs.

“Good morning, baby girl. What’cha cook for the ole boy?” I said, giving Grandma a kiss on the cheek.

“Sit down and eat your food with your silly self. You act just like your damn daddy.”

Grandma loved it when I joked with her. I just wished she would stop throwing my pops all up in my face, but I knew why she did it. Grandma missed him, and the fact that I resembled him so much made her happy and sad at the same time.

“Grandma,” I said.

“Yeah, baby.”

“Remember last night when we talked about a new house?”

“Yeah, and I told you no.”

“Well, look, I’ve got a few dollars tucked away so you can go ahead and fix up the house,” I told her.

“Oh, no, baby. Keep your money. You need it for law school.”

“Grandma, believe me. I’ve got enough money for school.”

“Well, then, why aren’t you in school yet?” Grandma asked me.

“’Cause.”

“’Cause what?”

“’Cause right now I like my job, and I’m learning more working with Mark than I would if I was in school. When I get it all down pat I’ma go to school and come out two steps ahead of everybody in my class.”

“Well, it sounds good, but keep your money, baby.”

“Grandma, you must not have heard me. I’ve already got enough money for both of us.”

“Okay, baby, but it may cost a lot to get the basement redone and my ceiling fixed,” Grandma said, still not sure I would be able to afford to pay for school and get her house fixed.

“Whatever it cost, you got it. Just call the people today and get an estimate and let me know.” It felt good to be able to give Grandma some money.

“Okay, baby.”

I went back upstairs to get myself ready for work. Today was nice, not too hot or too breezy. It felt good. I went into the closet, pulled out some cream-colored Armani slacks I had never worn. I then grabbed a cream-colored Armani mock neck T-shirt. I had bought it one size bigger so it wouldn’t be fitting all tight like them gay mu’fuckas be wearing their shit. I also grabbed a pair of light tan soft-bottom Caesar Picotti slip-ons with a matching belt.

I took myself a good long shower, brushed my hair to let the waves pop out, put on some Giorgio Armani cologne, and got dressed. I reached on my dresser to put on one of my watches. I had three: a Movado, an 18k white gold Cartier, and a Rolex. I chose the Cartier, and I also put on my 18k white gold bracelet.

As I was reaching for the bracelet, I saw Sonya’s number. I put it in my pocket, went downstairs and kissed Grandma, then headed for the office.

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