Americus pops her trunk and takes a bottle of 1951 Penfolds Grange Hermitage out. “Now we can go.”
“Now, what are you planning to do with that? “ Kaleigh points to the wine.
Tanesha looks at the two elderly women. “Wine. Really, Americus. How do you know they drink wine at their age?”
“Yes, wine. Never go digging for information empty-handed. I can't offer them money; their pride wouldn't allow them to accept it.
So wine it is.” Americus glances at Augusta and Henrietta, then chuckles, “Because I'm sure when we get their age, we’ll still be drinking wine, minus sitting on the porch. Now come on, they’re expecting us.” Americus starts walking across the street.
Kaleigh wraps her arms around Tanesha’s arm. “You heard her."
"If they don't drink wine. They can always sell it. Tha
