She was so worked up that her heart twinged in pain once more.

Britton noticed her grimacing, clutching her chest, and turned to Sanford. “Sanford, time to hustle Miss Shear out of here."

Sanford nodded. "Mom, we're leaving. You chill out, okay?"

Janiya shot him a glare. "Sanford, if you're itching to see me keel over from rage, stick around with her!"

Sanford paused. "Mom, if you plan on sticking around and Living longer, you better dial it down and ditch the arrogance."