19 - Rock Me On The Water

~Trey’s Point of View~

I gulped and began to sweat as my mom took out yet another baby album. I knew she would but damn, I needed to get Bailey some breathing room. To my ma I was certain she looked entertained, but I knew better. She was tired and just placating her. She didn’t need to see my first fucking haircut, my first trip to the butcher shop. Yeah ma had polaroids of that. Food was love in our family.

“Help me get Mary the fuck away from my girl,” I said to Slade as I handed him a beer from the cooler.

He looked out across the yard at my ma who was already in the middle of some embarrassing story. Pictures of me peeing in bushes, who knows what.

“But look how happy she is huh,” Slade cooed.

“Fuck you, your mom isn’t like this,” I said, falling into a lawn chair.

“She’s annoying as shit in her own ways and I don’t bring females home,” he said, sitting next to me and grabbing a huge plate of food off the table.

“Traitor,” I said, shaking my head.

From the moment we walked