Moanna is dancing around the den when Seth walks into the room. He shakes his head. “Damn she must have been hitting that damn flask again. This time she’s drunk.”
She grabs his hands “son dance with me. We have a lot to celebrate.”
Seth starts dancing but is dancing her over to a chair to sit her down. “What are we celebrating?”
“The death of those two skunks. Yep, Weston and Lucinda's bodies were found. Hell, they pissed off the wrong person or persons.” She jumps up and starts shaking her but.
“Mother doesn’t do you” He’s shaking his head and closes his eyes. “What are you doing?”
Twerking?” She drops it like hot.
“OH Lord, help me. Mother sit down and tell me what happens to those people” Seth tries to get her to sit down again.
She tells him what the news said. Somethi
