as much as possible.”
“Nah, I don’t care,
it’s not fair,” says T.
“The Twins prefer him to me
because you get so excited
when Kai comes round,
and The Twins copy you.”
Olivia and Sophia are out of earshot
in the living room,
watching cartoons
with their food on trays on the floor.
T has always been
in competition with me,
but this is the first time
he’s brought The Twins into it.
“You’re soft on Kai:
you give him extra food
and extra money and
you never tell him off.”
“Tell im off for what?” asks Granny.
T sucks his teeth.
Granny continues:
“And if I’m soft on Malachi,
it’s because he doesn’t vex me like you.
Malachi’s never had police
knock pon my door for im.
You know what
the people dem round here
call you? T for Trouble.”
I should keep my mouth shut now,