| Elijah made a quick lunge at the burger on the plate, but failed to grab it cleanly and dropped it on Tina�s feet, coating them with barbecue sauce.
�Elijah, damn!� Tina exclaimed, spreading her toes. Solomon started laughing. �Tina, you a slob,� he said. �Your brother a slob. He did it.� Tina was about to take one last bite of her sandwich, when Magnum crawled across Solomon and started licking the sauce from Tina�s feet. Tina burst into laughter, curling her toes at first, then lifting her feet from the floor and putting them in Elijah�s lap. �AY!� Elijah screeched. �Wipe �em off,� said Tina, yanking the towel from Elijah�s head and tossing it over her feet. �I think Magnum hungry,� said Solomon. He picked up the beef patty that had fallen to the floor and fed it to his dog. �Let Magnum finish licking �em, since he already started,� said Elijah. �No,� said Tina. �Wipe �em off, or I�ma put this shit on your face.� Solomon laughed. |
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| Sept. 8 2004 |
| (Jada Pinkett-Smith is Allison) |
| It was about 2 in the afternoon. Tina walked past Allison�s room and noticed her lying in bed, apparently taking a nap. Tina walked in and crept towards the bed.
�Allison,� she whispered. Alison didn�t stir. The air conditioner in the room had been cranked up to high, with Allison huddled under the covers, save for her bare feet, which were hanging off the side of the bed. This behavior, of course, was completely normal to Tina, since she did the same thing at her own house. �Allison,� Tina whispered again, as she sat down on the floor in front of her sister�s soles. Tina leaned forward and lightly blew across Allison�s toes. Allison wiggled the toes but did nothing else. Again Tina blew on Allison�s toes but moved down to the ball of her foot as well. This time, Allison mumbled something and rubbed her feet together. Tina took her index finger down the arch of Allison�s foot. Allison giggled in her sleep, curled her toes then scratched at the arch with the toes of her other foot. Tina waited a minute for Allison to settle back down, then stroked Allison�s other arch. Allison started laughing. She curled and wiggled her toes, but Tina kept tickling her arch, and on top of that, started sweeping her fingers up and down her other foot. Allison squealed then sat up with a gasp. She kicked at Tina, who barely avoided a heel to the nose. �Allison, you almost kicked me in the nose,� said Tina. �What the fuck are you doing, tickling my feet while I�m sleep?� asked Allison, rubbing the blur from her eyes. �I�m getting you back. Your kids been tickling my feet thee whole time I been here.� �They tickle my feet too. And I have to live with �em. You only see �em a couple times a year.� �Still, though.� Allison sat in a cross-legged position and ran her fingers through her shoulder length dreads. �When are you supposed to be going back home anyway?� �Don�t be trying to get rid of me.� �I ain�t trying to get rid of you. I�m just asking.� �Another hurricane about to hit down there. I ain�t going back �til all that shit is cleared up.� �Y�all getting another hurricane?� �Yeah. Hurricane Al.� �Al?� �Or Ivan. Something like that.� Allison snickered. �Your house might be gone when you get back.� �Then I�ma just have to live with you.� �Psss.� �What�s that supposed to mean?� �Psss.� next page |