where you had a home.
My grandmother lived in
Orlando East. She had a two-room
house. Not a two-bedroom house. A
two-room house. There was a
bedroom, and then there was
basically a living
room/kitchen/everything-else
room. Some might say we lived like
poor people. I prefer “open plan.”
My mom and I would stay there
during school holidays. My aunt
and cousins would be there
whenever she was on the outs with
Dinky. We all slept on the floor in
one room, my mom and me, my
aunt and my cousins, my uncle and