31. P E N E L O P E

"Except for that guy,"

Henry gets up from his chair, I grab his arm and he looks at me. He was angry, he didn't want us anywhere near his father after what he did.

"Babe no,"

He shakes his head and releases his hand from my grip. I look over at Aunt Linda for help and she shakes her head. I had to let him be. I watched as he went upstairs, and I sat back down in my chair.

"You need to let him be," Aunt Linda says, "Their relationship has nothing to do with you, Penny."

I sigh, "Aunty, I don't know if it's a good idea. He needs to let his mother live."

"And you need to give them space and Henry will learn that he needs to mind his damn business when it comes to his mama."

I chuckle, "I guess, you're right."

Aunt Linda gets up and starts dishing up breakfast for her and me. She places a knife and a fork in front of me.

"Nana?"

"Yes?"

"How would you feel if we hired a cleaning staff and a cook?"

Aunt Linda grins, "It's about time you asked me that question. I would love that."

"Isn't it