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."

modest pharmacy sign and chuckled. "Picking up birth control,

cheeks flushed. "Mom, can you just not? If you're going

"Was it your idea, or did Quintessa send you

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

on an errand, huh. Oh, son, what am I going to

his tracks, Tyrone looked at her, feeling puzzled. "What's

poked his

soft, kiddo. Being

e

want to get pregnant. Despite being a decent-looking guy with a few bucks to your name, she's not willing to have

does that

sadPif she's not

nothing wrong with not wanting to suddenly have a

rolled her

net

you're not exactly priority material.

should I

it." Mrs. York waved dismissively. "Anyway, any girl who ends up seriously

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