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“Come here pickney.” Gwen looked up from her copy of the Profit where she had been reading about the quidditch matches the night before.
“Yeah Nan?” Gwen asked smiling up at the eight eight year old women starting down at her. Romario Wright was a small women with a big heart. Her dark skin a stark contrast to the pastel colors that filled the house.
“Get fi yuh head outta dat book an help mi wid dinner.” Gwen unfolded herself and followed, the paper still held in her hand as she followed the shuffling women into the kitchen. “Weh yuh a do wid fi yuh head inna dat book eni ou? Ah gyal like yuh should be out dere enjoying de summa.”
“Yeah I know Nan, but I wanted to see who won the matches last night. I bet a Quid on New Zealand and I want to make sure I don’t have to bring extra money when I go out tonight.” Gwen answered sitting down at the counter and pulling the cutting board and knife that was sitting there closer to her.
“Yuh an fi yuh fada ave fi yuh head up inna de clouds.” Romario chuckled as she moved around the kitchen handing Gwen a multitude of vegetables to cut up. “Wat am mi guh fi guh du wid yuh?”
“Love me and support me?” Gwen asked knowing full well that her grandmother did. “Just like you did with mum when you found out she had magic in her.”
“Mi knew fi yuh moda, wen me found out dat it was de gift me knew that wi had to leave. Afta fi yuh great aunt was arrested fah practicing obeah dere was nuh way mi ena guh fi guh raise Ah pickney wid de gift dere. De bess school fan had was here.”
“I know Nan. It was probably one of the bravest things I’ve ever heard of someone doing.”
“Bravery comes inna different forms pickney. Youll find fi yuh one day.” Gwen smiled and nodded. “Until den, did yuh win?”
