Juice

While growing up in Fiji going to visit my uncles was my Saturday routine. I started with the nearest to the furthest. One of them smoked weed is what the neighbours said. At that young age I didn’t judge. In Canada now it’s legal. The furthest lived my cousin grandmother as well. While chilling with my uncle she made me juice from America that my aunt brought. Most of the houses had guard dogs. One of my uncle was called Boss.