but years had passed

he was touring, not being faithful and she asked him to bounce and not come back. a story my bros years later corroborated. that they'd see my pop in his Lac on the street or at the park and he'd hit them with small gifts here and there, but their mother was always the one who was like hell nah, leave us alone. My oldest brother even remembers a time she broke new records my pop had given them

years later my pop took my mom in with her four girls and then had me and my lil big sister.

he and my brothers had found piece with each other before my pop passed and I build with both of them on a weekly bases through FB, text, phonecall, etc