𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏 4

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Christopher

I didn't want to scare Janet so I lied to her about the whole Al and Diddy situation. I left out the details about the goons and guns. She seemed to buy it never bringing it up again.

Our family started the new year like normal. Story was in school getting good grades. Janet was home more often with Eissa and I was back to performing gigs.

One night after a show I came home to the loud bangs of Eissa's drums. Janet and I made a little musical genius. Ever since he was born he's been banging on any and everything he could get his hands on making cool beats.

We noticed he had a natural rhythm before he was two. He's been dancing to music and playing music ever since. Eissa even has piano lessons every Thursday. The kid amazes me.

At the door I was greeted by the savory smell of Janet's cooking. Taking off my shoes I went upstairs poking my head into Eissa's room to see him sitting at his drum set. He was banging on his drums making a funky beat as Janet stood over him watching in awe.

Her back faced me as I tip toed behind her wrapping my arms around her waist. She jumped before laughing. "Oh my god" she giggled as Eissa stopped to look up at us.

"Your daddy scared me Eissa" she continued to giggle.

"Dad! Did you hear me playing my drums" he asked.

"Yeahh you sounded amazing Eissa, what do you call that song?"

"I call it" he paused thinking to himself. "I call it, red shoes" his drum set was black with a gold trim.

"Why do you call it red shoes" I questioned.

"Because I want red shoes for Christmas" he said cheesing flashing his white teeth.

"Ohhh we got a long way to go till December. You what season we're in?"

"Mmhhmm" he hummed.

"It starts with a S" Janet said.

"Spring" he said as if it was a question.

"Your right Eissa good job" I said letting go of Janet to give him a high five.

Later the whole family sat around the table for dinner. Everyone was quite eating, I looked up at Story admiring her beauty. My daughter was growing into a beautiful young lady.

"Story how was school" I questioned.

She stared at her food for while. Janet and I looked at each other. "Story, how was school" Eissa asked her.

She finally lifted her head up. "Baby what's going on" Janet questioned.

Story lifted her eyes up making eye contact with Janet. Story was now in middle school. "I don't want to talk about it" she said looking back at her plate.

Janet and I looked at each other again. This time Janet frowned her face. "Did somebody do something to you" I asked.

She stayed quite. "Story if you don't say anything we can't help you. Your mother and I want to help you"