I came home with the marks of a woman on my neck when I was sixteen. My Cajun Uncle Geaux picked me up from school. Not a word, all the way home. We pull up in front of the house. One of the family dogs named Tiger, runs past the car. My Uncle smiles and leans back in his car seat, "You know how Tiger is always havin' all them puppies don't cha'?"
I answered, a little confused, "Yeah."
My Uncle, "You're smarter than the dog, ain't cha'?"
That was it!
I answered, a little confused, "Yeah."
My Uncle, "You're smarter than the dog, ain't cha'?"
That was it!