Nurse's Visit

Angie came into the kitchen sputtering, “there’s a stripper in a nurse’s uniform at the door. She said she’s a friend of yours. She has a kid with her, too.”

“Did you let her in?”

“I made her wait at the door. I’m not letting some stranger in a stripper outfit into the house!”

Sasha rolled her eyes as she put the lid back on the soup she was making and walked past the woman, “do you think you could take your prejudice out of your ass for ten seconds?”

“This is my grandfather’s house!” Angie trailed after her. “Your friends aren’t welcome. This is a special place. My grandmother would be rolling in her grave at the fact my grandfather is entertaining you in her home. This place is sacred.”

“It’s a house not a church,” she clenched her fists.

“It’s a home. It’s his home. My grandfather’s home. He doesn’t just let anyone in here.”

“Is it? How would you know? You never visit.” She spat over her shoulder and was happy to see Angie’s face flush from