Chapter 8

Mind Made Up

“When your momma had you, I told her to bring you to me often, but she wouldn’t listen. Now you’re grown and traced your way like a vampire,” grandma said and heaved a bowl. “Look what we got here, Brian.” She smiled cheek to cheek, showing him the fresh spinach she was plucking in her garden before he arrived.

He had not seen his grandma until now. She was purposeful and stronger than her age. His mother had narrated her business proficiency and how she became one of the richest farmers in her time. Her husband had died in her prime and nothing more was he told about her. Brian smiled back at her and from his sitting point he could see the massive canopy of vegetation in her farm, and obsessed laborers in blue overall that spelt Century Farm at the back.

“I am gonna prepare you spinach rice. You kids need spinach for your dicks to become penises.” She laughed alone and stole a glance at Brian who was lost in thought.

Kate; her dashing looks were