Cleo sucked her teeth. "You're getting better boy." Her eyes were still white as she opened them, a strong Trinidadian accent left her mouth as she stood up. "You the one then? My girl, she worry so much for you."
Cleo had initially worried that her grandmother's spirit wouldn't find her here, now she was sick of the old lady being nosy. "You still not gonna let me have any rum? Pft." Then just as suddenly she was gone and Cleo staggered.
"TJ, welcome to the family." She said weakly as her brown eyes returned to normal. "Babe did she behave?"