Page 7 of Nuttin for Christmas

“And you being a twin?” I smirked.

“That wasn’t either. I just like being my own person.”

“You’re still your own person, ma’am. There’s just two of you.”

“Cordaé and I are complete opposites. We’re nothing alike.”

“I get it.” I nodded my head.

There was a pregnant pause.

“Music or movies?” She asked.

“Movie.”

She rose from her seat and grabbed her remote controls.

“First up, Home Alone.”

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Cordaé Snoh

“Mom,you want to stay here and I’ll check the store? Make sure everything is neat and stacked correctly?”

“That would be nice, Cordy,” she sat on the chair, grunting and rubbing her knee. Arthritis was slowly plaguing her.

Hearing my nickname, reminded me of when Aisha called me that minutes ago.

“You rest and I’ll be back,” I placed my hand on the side door to where the registers were.

Moving to the opposite side of the counter, I straightened the small trinkets. Those were personalized items like stickers, bookmarkers and pens with some of the authors name. Behind that was apparel and blankets. Some displayed character names, others branded author names. After finishing that, I made my way towards the back adjusting books on the table and shelves, here and there.

Touring the store, I made sure all the books and stands displaying the prices were fixed and then went to the front.

“If you want to head home, I’ll lock up.”

“I think I’ll do that,” she lifted from the chair; her knee popped. “See you later. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

With the bookstore still quiet, I called my friend, Jack, on my cellphone telling him about Aisha and how cute she was.

“What she look like?”

“I mean, she was cute with a nice backside and face,” I described. “And she had pretty teeth and real hair.”

“Man, really? A backside? You mean she had ass?”

“You know I don’t cuss.”

“Well say butt or something ‘cause backside ain’t it.”

“Anyways,” I grumbled. “She had her nails done in some Christmacy design and she smelled good.”

“She was that close to you?” Jack asked.

“Yea. She came to the counter.”

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