Bab 442: I am part Jamaican [1/2]

A little emotional, Earl, Noelle and I took a minute to compose ourselves. It was such a good feeling to be able to share such moments with those you consider family.

Suddenly, my adoptive mother tapped me on the shoulder. 

"Dipshit , you should see the church your minions built! It is so beautiful! The redhead was amazing too, she took command of over 500 people."

"Ah, you must be talking about Cynthia. Yes, she is great."

"You're not planning on adding her to your army of wives?"

Good grief, even my own mother was making jokes like that now. 

"Ma, I have no desire for more wives. My cup is full. Frankly, if only half of them had followed me when I enlisted, I would have married only that half."

"Good. Even if the old coots in the Bible had many wives, they usually married them all. And they were responsible for them and fulfilled their duties as husbands."

"Yes, Ma. I know."