Chapter12

#Chapter12

Meeting the Gray Family

Lucille

Grayson picked me up and told me to dress in a nice outfit. He was taking me to meet his family. I didn’t know what to expect, if you catch my drift.

He pulled into a driveway. I got out of the car, noticing the house is a good size. From the looks of the home, his family doesn’t hurt for money. Let’s hope they aren’t snobby people.

There’s nothing worse than dealing with snobby people. I dealt with them in school.

We walked up to the door, and he opened it. I stepped inside, and a middle-aged woman greeted me.

/"Hello, hello, hello! You must be Lucille,/" the woman greeted me.

/"Yep, I sure am,/" I said.

/"I’m Marilyn. This stuffy goober, who is coming towards us, is my husband, Cayson./"

She thumbed at a man walking towards us.

/"Excuse my loony wife. She’s nuts,/" Cayson said.

He extended his hand to me. Damn. They’re something else. A girl bounded into the room.