“What’s up?” Lequay entered the kitchen as I leaned against the counter, sipping the water. Nigga hadn’t spoken to me in weeks outside of the times he had to. “What’s good?” I asked him back. “Look, I know we ain’t been cool since you let me go and everything, but I wanna say thank you. You’ve done a lot for all of us, way more than that nigga who just left has ever done.” He shook his head in disgust. Bet Devante didn’t know his sons knew his deadbeat ass was in the building. “He and my mother may have just divorced, but shit has always been this way. “My mama has been a single parent but
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