My Daddy and Uncles
"Just say yes to whatever Mom asks."
I rolled my eyes, amused by her antics. "Hello, Aunt Ruby," I greeted, waving at the woman now standing beside us.
"Hello, Lina. Was that Charles' car?" Aunt Ruby inquired, her tone casual yet sharp.
"Yes," I confirmed.
"I need to chase him down; he's not answering my calls. Tell your dad tonight—I'm going to punch him hard."
I couldn't help but laugh. Aunt Ruby and Dad had a long-standing friendship, often working together on cases. Her words, though fierce, were laced with affection.