Page 147 of Quasim III: King Inferno

“Get your mind right and I got something that’ll help the ease the pain.” I squeezed his shoulder as we walked back to Yasin, and I thought about Kew.

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This beach had housed so many memories for me and Anjo. We both went from sitting here broken, not knowing what to do or how to come back from it, to getting married on the same beach. I watched my wife walk down to me on this very beach and performed a stupid song for her. I watched her become frustrated with me and chase me on the beach when I was drunk. We sat on this beach and poured our hearts out to each other and promised forever.

I witnessed the remarkable shit that her body could do on this beach. Seeing her stomach grow, her thighs fill out, and her nose expand. She smiled on this beach, touching a stomach she never thought she would have.

She forgave me on this beach. Set her boundaries and told me what she required on this beach. As I sat on the beach couches and watched Elijah and Peach argue over who was gonna rub Blaze’s feet for twenty dollars, I couldn’t help but become choked up.

“Give me my God baby… you hogging her.” Zoya ran over and gently took her from me and sat next to me on the couch.

“Where you was at last night when she was screaming?”

“God Mommy gotta sleep, too.” She laughed as she gently patted her butt.

I looked over at her, as she smiled down at Zayah. “You good?”

She smiled. “No… and I’m getting to a place of admitting that.”

I nodded my head. “We’re all here for you, Zoy… especially that nigga there.”

Goon had a phone in his hand and held it up and Zoya cursed under her breath. “Why does he have my phone?”

“Baby cakes, your shit been blowing up in our room.”

She rolled her neck. “It’s my room… you just won’t leave.”

He smirked. “Baby, it’s strict over here… you got forty-eight hours to go ahead and get rid of all those contacts.”

“What? I’m dating… finally getting back out there. Capri encouraged me.”

“Fuck you meannnnn! Lady Inferno, this what we on?”

Capri had the twins a few weeks ago and was back up on her feet. The end of her pregnancy, she had been forced to sit down, so the minute she could get up, her ass never sat down. Haze and Blaze Inferno were fucking beautiful.

They both came out with healthy weights, and didn’t have to stay in the hospital longer than a week. Witnessing my brother become a father for the third time brought tears to my eyes. Watching how in love he was with his wife each time she gave birth made sense.

Watching Anjo give birth did something to me. I always knew she was strong, but witnessing her strength as she had our baby confirmed what I knew all along. She was amazing in every way, and she was an angel on earth.

“Alright, come on… you guys need to eat and get ready for bed.” Augusta Mae hollered while Gams waited at the backdoor with the towel to shake the sand from them.

“Why we always gotta go to bed at night?” Peach frowned, tossing herself across me and I kissed her head.

“Guess what?”

“What?” she continued to sulk.

“I got you a dirt bike.” She gasped so loud I thought she sucked her teeth back as she looked at me.

“Uncle Simmy, no? You are telling stories!”

I laughed. “You have one at Gam’s house in the garage. Every Inferno needs to know how to ride, no?”

She kissed me on the cheek and hugged my neck. “Thank you, Uncle Simmy! So much! So much!”

She was no longer sulking as she skipped into the house, excited that she got a dirt bike. I laughed as Augusta Mae came and got Zayah, so we could all chill. We had been with the kids all day.

In the distance, I saw Cappadonna, Capone, Alaia and Erin walking from their side of the beach over to ours. We already had the speaker set up, drinks, and food on the table in the backyard. Capella came running with Aimee on his back, while Rory laughed hysterically, running behind them, trying to pull his mother down.

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