Tyrone was so furious that he felt steam was about to burst from his nostrils; the frustration was clear in his voice as he slowly enunciated, "I've told you, it's not like that. I have something to do. I need to step out for a bit, but I'll be back soon."

Mrs. York, ever the skeptic, raised an eyebrow. "What 'something'?"

"Just, don't worry about it. I'll fill you in later."

With a sigh, Mrs. York threw her hands up. "Fine, go then. After you leave, I'll just knock on the door anyway."

Tyrone's headache intensified. Was his own mother here just to make things difficult for him?

He grabbed Mrs. York's hand and began to pull her along. "Alright, fine. You're coming with me."

After a few steps, he turned back to the trio standing by the door and warned, "If any of you even thinks about knocking just try me!"

Manny, Serena, and Wilma simultaneously shook their heads.

Ten minutes later, Tyrone parked in front of a local pharmacy, saying, "Mom, wait here in the car. I'll be right back."

York peered at the modest pharmacy sign and chuckled. "Picking up birth control,

not? If you're going to play smart, at least pick the

idea, or did Quintessa send you on this

me." Tyrone trailed off, unable to admit he was indeed

"So, you were sent on an errand, huh. Oh, son,

looked at her, feeling puzzled. "What's

poked

soft,

e

being a decent-looking guy with a few bucks to your name, she's not

does that

sadPif she's not even considering

was stumped. "But there's nothing wrong with not wanting to suddenly have

rolled

net

you're not exactly

should

Mrs. York waved dismissively. "Anyway, any girl who ends up seriously falling for you would be signing

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