Karma Brism. 19 years old. 5 foot 7 brick house for damn sure. Ass to tittie ratio on point. A face so beautiful you could say it was carved from the hands of Michael Angelo himself, actually  she was once told. Bred from a white heroin addicted mother and fifty year old Haitian pimp. Attracting older men definitely ran in her blood. 
Archibald Jackson. 57 year old. 6 foot 5 Caucasion male. Millionaire ceo. He's watched his granddaughter (Laura) and Karma play and grow up together for years and he can't help the rush of emotions he feels at the sight of a now fully adulted Karma.
Literally a story about a teenage girl going from rags to riches. From the hood to the suburbs.

My Bestfriends Grandfather

To be honest, I thought I'd be a little more guilty or hurt by Laura finding out the way she did. But, it was really sort of like a relief. I didn't have to come right out and say "hey, girl. I'm in love with your grandpa!"


The first person I called and told about the encounter was Archibald, considering he was one of the people greatly involved.


"She called me already and I told her everything." Archibald said into the phone. "And, I don't care. We can finally experience an honest relationship. We're free!" Archibald basked in the glory.


Now, was the time to tell him about Josiah. That was the last secret.


"Holy shit, Karma! Why didn't you tell me? Oh my god." Archibald panicked.


"I didn't want him to hurt you." I tell Archibald, innocently.


Chapter 28