The Preachers Brother

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Summary

Two African American Brothers grew in a small White town in the Midwest. Ones becomes a Sinner the other becomes a Preacher. Floyd you need to stop getting hi.off that shit and do something with your life. Here you are damn near 60 years old. You aint got no kids no Wife no job. You aint got nothing. You just like your daddy was a drunk. Now you come home and try to school me . says James. "James" says Floyd. " Look little Brother just because you a Preacher. Dont think I still won't kick you ass. You dont worry about what I do. Im from the streets. You wouldnt survive one day in my World ." said Floyd.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

The Reunion.

Every year the Hatton gets together for the picnic Reunion. This year was going to be no different for Pastor James Hatton. Except this year Floyd Hatton the long lost black sheep of the Family was scheduled to attend.

James arrived at the airport to pick up Floyd. Much to his surprise he had actually made the trip.Floyd was notorious for not keeping his promises. It had been 15 years since the two had seen eachother. Floyd was 6 years his Senior and he was damn sure more wiser. At least street wise that is.

"Over here Floyd." I said . I waved to the Man I saw looking around aimlessly. He didnt know what kind if car I was driving. "Here I am." I said. "Oh, James. " said Floyd. "Thank God its you. I didn't know what yoyr car looked like."

He gets in puts his one carry on bag in the back seat. "Goodamn" that was a long fucking flight. That bitch lost my bags and shit. I got fucking robed at the Airport in Seattle while I was taking a piss. "

"Hold up." I said." There's no cussing allowed in my car." "Oh shit thats right you're a Preacher now. Damn my bad. " said Floyd. With his hand slightly covering his mouth.