Page 9 of A Street King’s Widow

“Uncle Meek!” Khari jumped in my arms.

She was dressed in a cute pink dress. Kaiden came down the steps in a pair of khakis and a button-down shirt. I dapped him up.

“I tried to tie it myself. My mama can’t do it either.”

I laughed because it was crooked as fuck. Shit, I wouldn’t know how to tie one if it wasn’t for my brother. He liked to dress the fuck up and told me I wasn’t a real nigga until I learned how to do my own tie without our mama.

“I wish my dad was here to go to my honors program.”

His ass hit a soft spot. I had business to handle, but for them, I would stop what I had going on.

“Yo’ dad would’ve been so proud of you. Tell you what. I’m gonna go and stand in for yo’ dad. How’s that?” I asked as I finished his tie.

Averie was coming down the stairs dressed in a nice pair of pants and a shirt. Averie was thick. As much as she tried to hide it, she couldn’t.

“Hey, Shameek.”

“What’s up?”

“I heard you tell Kaiden you were coming to his honors program.”

“I did.”

“Look, I don’t need you being inconsistent. I know you got your own thing going on and this is not your responsibility. I can handle it just fine.”

“When it comes to the kids, I got them. Will I be able to show up to everything? Probably not. But they will know I’m here. If I’m not able to, my sister can. If she can’t, my parents will. Y’all are family.”

“They’ve been through enough. Khari is still asking about that man. She wants details on what happened to him.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“What is it?” Her expression changed.

“Kyenna…”

“What about her?”

“She misses the kids.”