Blood Relations

Blood Relations by Michelle McGriff

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Authors: Michelle McGriff
you know what they say: while the cat’s away!” Junior yelled out from the den. “Parrrtay!”
    â€œNoooo, none of that,” Chance corrected, heading to his pot to give it a stir. Juanita followed him.
    â€œSo just you and the kids for two weeks?” she asked. Chance glared at her.
    â€œI can handle it. Why do you and my wife think I can’t handle it?”
    â€œI didn’t say anything remotely like that ...” Juanita grinned.
    â€œYes, you did,” he fussed playfully.
    â€œNo worries, he’s got me,” Rainey said. “I can handle these boys,” she assured.
    â€œI’m sure you can, baby.” Juanita again noticed how pretty Rainey was. She felt immediately melancholy, imagining Rainey to be her own daughter—but, alas, she was Rashawn’s daughter. She was the glue that held Chance by Rashawn’s side. “You’re more and more like your mama every day,” Juanita said.
    Chance looked at her as if unsure of what she would say next. “And that means?”
    â€œDon’t be so defensive. That means she’s turning into a beautiful young lady.” Juanita laughed and then whispered loudly and playfully to Rainey, “Willing to get in over your head, but then,” she turned to Chance, “I’m sure that’s the you in her,” she added, bursting into laugher. Chance clearly couldn’t resist and laughed too. Dipping the spoon in the pot, he tasted the soup.
    â€œYeah!” he exploded.
    â€œOhhh, let me taste it,” she requested. It was a knee-jerk request but she was caught up. Warm house, warm laughter... . Yeah, she was caught up. And as soon as Chance raised that spoon to her lips, the door opened and Rashawn walked in. Yeah, she was caught up, or she would have been ready for that one.
    â€œWell. Cozy,” Rashawn said. Her tone cooled the room down by degrees. Surely it matched outside now. Chance quickly set down the spoon and hurried over to her, kissing her tenderly. Juanita felt her own mouth open slightly as if she had received the tenderness of his lips.
    The moment was suddenly awkward. “Well,” she began. “Junior. I’m going. If you need more stuff, just have your dad ...” she glanced at Rashawn and Chance standing there, “or just come get it,” she stumbled.
    â€œYeah,” Junior answered, sounding as if his mouth was full.
    Quickly, Juanita grabbed her purse and brushed past Rashawn, pausing only to whisper, “Have a nice trip,” before rushing out the door.
    Climbing behind the wheel, she noticed Rashawn’s car parked on the street. She was parked in Rashawn’s normal spot. She looked back toward the house and thought about the perfect family inside. She thought about how that family could have been hers if she hadn’t cheated, schemed, and lied so much. “I’ma get back on my meds tomorrow,” she promised herself.

Chapter 18
    He didn’t have time to wait for the local police to figure out that Craven had been murdered by Allen Roman. Somehow, someway, he was going to have to prove it to them. They were stuck in the “natural causes” groove and refused to move, according to Maravel. He’d been working with Lawrence Miller for a couple of days now, but still he’d not reached his sensibilities. He could tell. “Maybe if I were more forthcoming with the real deal ...” he began. “Like that would really get me further,” he admitted, picking the lock and slipping into Craven Michaels’s house unnoticed. Lawrence Miller was a good cop, but even he hadn’t been willing to just open the door and let him inside Craven’s house to look around again. It could have been because British Intelligence hadn’t heard of him. Lawrence had been quick about checking out his references.
    â€œI’m on special assignment,” Ovan had told Lawrence, hoping that would win his

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