Memphis, Zurich (Ricky), McKenzie (Enzi), Christian Jr (CJ) & Shakir (Kir) have been what they call the ghosts of the USA. Once an American becomes a hostage in foreign situations and there's no other choice, but to use forceful tactics.....these ar...
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"Col....." Naytion hugged her small body against me, it's freezing out here! It snowed late last night and the fresh powder laid on the ground, I carefully walked through it in my knee high snow boots.....holding my shoes, our tablets and NayNay.
"I know.....!" I shivered and opened the kitchen door, Naytion whined against me and the warmth filled us. "Better....?" I smiled at her and shut the kitchen door.
"Yeah....." She mumbled, I helped my niece take her jacket off and took my boots off. Keeping my thick socks on.....I hung up everything in the mudroom, picked up Naytion again and we walked in the kitchen.
"You want a snack, babe.....?" I stroked her soft cheek and sat her in the booster seat that Chan and her husband got for Naytion.
"Sheez....?" My niece pointed at the fridge.
"Ok....." I smiled and walked to the fridge.
I just finished getting ready for this dinner and both Chan and Lenny offered to watch her. I really do think that Chan was hoping for a grandbaby by now. She had a ball with all the children at the beautiful house this holiday and now we're back to reality and none of her daughters don't have any kids....she's taking the opportunity to still be around my niece. That's ok, if Chan feels that connected to Naytion.....it will also give my niece what she should've had in grandparents.
I was like 2/3 when daddy was killed in a drive-by, back where we're originally from in Tennessee. The 3 of us moved here right after, mom couldn't handle not having daddy around....on top of the stress from now raising two daughters alone. Ryan knew just enough about them before daddy died and she remembered that it was like the perfect love with them.....
I guess that's why my sister always wore her heart on her sleeves, Ryan always saw good between our parents. We moved here and mom worked to keep paying the bills and I'm sure to kinda occupy herself from thinking about daddy. For a while, I thought mom resented me, cuz I look so much like him......and daddy had the same condition as me, it just wasn't as much as I have. Mom wasn't affectionate, like a mom would be......but I can definitely say that mom didn't hit us or anything. She supported me and my sister the best she could.....mom just kept a cool distance from us. Sometimes though, I would catch her watching me and there was always this sad and mournful longing in her eyes, then she'd walk away.
Mom took care of herself physically for the sake of work, but her health.....she didn't. I was about 15 and Ryan just turned 18 when she died and it's always been me and my sister since....
Now Ryan's gone too.....
I stared in the fridge and NayNay singing to herself, snapped me out of it.....I felt the warm water tryna build. I let a breath out and batted my eyes.....I don't want my niece to see me in a mood, she doesn't deserve that. Plus, I'm not tryna ruin my make up and have to fix it.....I took a package of string cheese and opened it for Naytion. I sat next to her and smiled when she eagerly took it.....
