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."

sign and chuckled. "Picking up

can you just not? If you're going to play smart, at least

or did Quintessa send

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

shook her head. "So, you were sent on an errand, huh. Oh, son, what

at her,

York poked

too soft,

e

control means that she doesn't want to get pregnant. Despite being a decent-looking guy with

that say

huh? Pretty sadPif she's not

stumped. "But there's nothing wrong with not wanting

York rolled her

net

son, you're not exactly priority material.

should I

who ends

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