"Men can be, too. Not you, of course. But some men are."
"You won't have to worry about that when it comes to Scotty. Now let's dance. You rested yet?"
Vanessa grinned. "Yep."
As they hit the dance floor, Vanessa considered how strange her life was. Phonso felt like a brother to her and the man that she was engaged to was her half brother's half brother.
Juan Carlos Tremont had fathered a number of children—she and Tino among them. He'd raised Scotty and Phonso as his own but they had fathers that they didn't actually know.
It was weird that she'd never met her own father who had raised these two young men.
Scotty said that he was in the state pen and would be there for some years to come.
Apparently one of the women he pimped out wasn't exactly eighteen. Scotty had asked if she wanted to visit him but she didn't—wouldn't know what to say to the man. He'd played her mother for a sucker and if he had ever thought two seconds about her he'd never made it known to her.