"Go Kenney! Go Kenney! Go Kenney!"
It seemed like every kid in the neighborhood was circled around us. I did a tick, put my hand on the ground and kicked my feet up in the air. Then I jumped up, spun around and Moonwalked closer to my sister Sammy before doing the wave and throwing it back to her. She slid out into the middle of the circle and did what seemed like the entire Michael Jackson Bad video, and then passed it back to me.
"Go Sammy! Go Kenney! Go Sammy! Go Kenney!"
I loved this crowd. I loved this neighborhood! I loved dancing. I loved to hear people calling my name. And most of all I loved Sammy. She was my favorite sister...
Wait...
This has to be a dream....
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Kenney: Still Waters Part 2
General FictionSeven year old Kenney has it all. Loving parents, a sister who adores him, an aunt who he follows around like she's queen of the world, and uncles that teach him how to thrive in the family business. But when tragedy strikes, Kenney's world is sudde...
