"What's the role of a man, LeKechia?"
It was yet another pop quiz from my father.
"Guide, provide, protect" I respond.
We have done this for as long as I can remember.
He asks a question; I answer it.
He starts a statement; I finish it
Telling him what he's taught me.
Often I did not agree and vocalized my objections.
"Keep on living, baby"
His standard response to my passionate opinions.
The older I get the more I refrain.
This is our thing, so I entertain him,
Half amused, half delighted.
"If you have to work..."
He was waiting for me.
"You might as well get paid." I respond.
