T. J.: Dad, I really need to get this off my chest
Tyrell: We will talk after dinner, now go wash up. It’s already late
Monica: Daddy, do you want me to warm the hen up in the oven?
Tyrell: Yes, for about 10 minutes okay? Nicole, can you help her please? You remember what happened last time we left that girl in the kitchen.
Nicole: Um… yea, I’ll be right there.
Tyrell: Hey, you okay? You’ve been acting strange ever since we left the hospital. Everything alright?
Nicole: Yea, I’m fine. I was just thinking on some things.
Justin: Yo bro, how about that talk?
Tyrell: After dinner. T.J. said he wants to talk too so right after that. Alright, everybody ready for dinner? Moni, go get your brother out of the bathroom please.
Monica: T.J.! Daddy said come on it’s time to eat!
Tyrell: God, I know you said be specific when I ask you for things, but I didn’t think I had to be specific when I tell my kids to do something… Monica I could have done that. I specifically said go get your brother out of the bathroom.
Monica: And I did daddy. See, there he go.
Tyrell: The point is I told you to go get him. That involves movement.
Monica: My voice carried daddy, so I moved since it was my voice.
Tyrell: I… will deal with you later. Grace has been said. Let’s eat.
(Dinner is served)
Nicole: T.J. Could you pass the potatoes please?
T.J.: (Stares off into space)
Tyrell: Son, please pass Nicole the potatoes.
T.J. (Continues to stare off into space)
T.J.: (Continues to stare off into space)
T.J. : Sir?
Tyrell: Please excuse us y’all. In the kitchen. Now.
T.J.: I’m sorry.
Tyrell: What’s wrong with you!?! What the hell is going on!?!
T.J.: That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I didn’t scrape myself or anything. Somebody cut my wrist.
Tyrell: I told you about messing with those boys smoking and crap!
T.J.: No, it wasn’t them. I was alone. It was a lady. She put something over my mouth and nose and I blacked out after she did it.
Nicole: Well I don’t give a damn about what you have accomplished! I’m talking about now!
Justin: Well fuck you! I turned my life around for you and this how you treat me!?!
Tyrell: Hey! What the hell is going on in here!?!
Justin: I’m sorry bro I gotta go!
Tyrell: But I thought you wanted to talk?
Justin: No reason to now! I wouldn’t have a baby with her if my life depended on it!
(Knock at the door!
Justin: Who the fuck is it!?! There’s nobody home.
(Justin opens the door and sees a handwritten letter on the porch)
Justin: Who the fuck delivers mail at night. Bro, this is for you though.
(Gives letter to Tyrell)
Tyrell: Oh my God…
Monica: What is it daddy?
Tyrell: Kids go get ready for bed, I need to talk to Nicole and Justin alone.
T.J.: But dad what about
Tyrell: We will talk about more tomorrow, okay. Guys… sit down.
Nicole: What’s gong on? Whose that letter from?
Justin: Yea man, c’mon. You have me scared as hell right now.
Tyrell: Y’all I hope someone is playing with me. This letter is from…
Nicole: Yea, who?