"Auntie Trina! I wanna come see you for the summer but Mami won't let me take a plane! I wanna fly with Uncle Tom!"
"Ship yourself here first class! Or let us come to you. There’s got to be a puddle jumper somewhere he can take you up in."
"YES! Mama dyed my hair by the way, summer change!"
"Don't tell me what it looks like! I'll savor the mystery."
"We'll come in a week, how does that sound?"















