When I was 16 my cousin came from LA. She grew up there. She came with her husband because they were newly married. When people come from abroad to the Caribbean, we roll out the red carpet, & are uber hospitable. For example my father doesn't keep alcohol in the house because of us. I think he drinks alcohol sometimes, I'm not sure up to this day. Anyway because my cousin & her husband were comming my parents made lots of food & bought liquor & alcohol to entertain them & guests.
While all the guests were having a ball ... I think some of the alcohol was finishing, I was asked to nip out to the corner store & get some more. This American guy was wandering about the premises, I guess he was in tourist mode. He asked me where I was going, so I unconciously said, "Do you want to come? I'm just going to the corner store" He got in my red jimny & we went to the store & came back in 10 mins or so.
His wife / my cousin, got furious with him

oh boy did he get it!

I felt so bad about all of it, but why? I didn't do anything wrong, right?
Then I got it! ... She told me, Bitch know your place!