“I agree. Samuel and Xavier are all about growing and maintaining our own communities and not putting limits on minority-owned businesses. What I want to do today is go over this contract with you, line by line. After we agree on the changes, I will resubmit it to the developer. If he’s still talking foolishness, then we will take our talents elsewhere.”
“I agree,” Brooks responded.
“I also want to discuss opening one of your stores in the newValentinedevelopment as well.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Azariah said.
* * *
“Daddy, this is the hairstyle I want,” Skye said while shoving my iPad into my face.
After the girls completed their homework and ate dinner, I sent them into the living room with my iPad and instructed them to go to Pinterest to find a hairstyle. I would text the pictures to Cam to see if they were achievable. I knew zero about braided hairstyles, so I left it to the girls to find a hairstyle they liked. I figured it would keep them busy for a few hours while I worked some, but it hadn’t. They quickly returned to my office.
I examined the model’s hairstyle after I took the iPad from Skye. Some braids were going to the back, and some were braided forwarded and covering the model’s eye. The style was more for a twenty-something-year-old, not for a nine-year-old.
“Munchkin, this is a little too mature for you right now. What about this?” I said, pointing to a side ponytail style.
“Daddy, this side ponytail is for a little girl,” Skye whined.
“You are my little girl. Does that count?”
Skye pursed her lips and said, “Really, Daddy?”
I chuckled.
“What about you, Fee?”
Fee swiped over a few pictures and stopped at a one-ponytail style. I was surprised she’d chosen something so quickly and so understated. I expected her style to have zig-zag parts or something.
“She only likes this style because the girl has that unicorn ponytail holder in her hair,” Skye explained.
“Uh uhn. I like it,” Fee challenged.
“It’s a great choice, baby girl.”
Skye took the iPad from me and said, “I will keep looking for somethingless mature.” She finished her sentence with air quotes.
She and Fee left my office, giving me a chance to get some work done before they returned. They returned about an hour later.
“What about this style, Daddy?” Skye said while handing me the iPad.
“Now, I can handle this one,” I said while looking at the picture of a braided bun on top of the model’s head. “You also want these single braids on each side coming to the front?”
“Yes,” Skye nodded. “That’s what makes it cute.”
“Good choices. Now go and get yourselves ready for bed. I will text these pics to Cam and see what she says.”
“Daddy…”
“Yes, Skye?”
“Does our mommy still love us?”
“What? Of course, she does!” I said and pulled her closer to me.
“Then why hasn’t she been back?” Skye questioned.
“I miss her,” Fee said after I pulled her closer, too.