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or Menard's. Reginald was impressed realizing he would need a pack of roofing shingles if they were going to fix that as well. By the time they returned, Meribel was at the Clarke's in the back yard talking to Shelly Clarke, and Ma'Keiba and Sasha had finally met and were getting on wonderfully. As Derrick and sons worked, the women visited each others homes, their daughters tagging along. Each decided to combine their prepared dinners and make it a social event as the work was being carried out. Derrick and Reginald stood talking about work, sports, life in general while Derrick stopped from time to time to tell his sons the next step in what they were doing. Building a scaffold had been the first step so that the rotted section of the roof could be repaired. Each step was carefully explained and supervised. The one Derrick made sure to keep occupied was Shawn2, it had not escaped his notice that his son was constantly stopping what he was doing to catch sight of Ma'Keiba. It was something that hadn't escaped Reginald's notice either.
    "Can I ask you something Derrick?"
    "Fire away."
    "Your Shawn2, should I be keeping an eye out for him?" He asked bold and right to the point.
    Derrick inhaled and exhaled and then nodded and finally looked Reginald in the eyes, "I most certainly would if I were you. He's my son and I love him as any father would, but to be perfectly honest with you, concerning your daughter, he's not to be trusted, not for a moment. From one father to another, I must make you aware, he's uh, well he's a healthy, curious young man going through the learning stages. Might I suggest you get a dog, a big one." Derrick smiled in earnest.
    Reginald laughed shaking is head. "He that bad I need a dog?"
    Derrick groaned, not wanting to say it but did, "Yeah, get a dog."
    "Well at least you honest." Reginald laughed.
    "I have to be, I have a daughter as well. Were the shoe on the other foot, I'd want to know. I can tell, you don't love your daughter any less, than I do my own, so - yes, watch that son of mine."
    Shawn2 instinctively knew he was being talked about as both men glanced over at him. Marcus also noticed, leaned down and whispered close to his ear, "It's all over now little brother. Once the parents know each other, it's forget it time. By the way he's looking at you, dads givin' him the full 411 on you." He stood away laughing to himself about it. Saying nothing in return, Shawn2 had a feeling that his brother was right. Because for the rest of the day as they worked, Reginald Clarke was giving him the look . The look that said loud and clear, "I got my eyes on you!"
    Because it was away from the boys, Shelly Clarke allowed Ma'Keiba to visit with Sasha up in her bedroom, where the girls were now sitting, listening to music and talking about what girls their age do.
    "This is gonna be so cool! Now when school starts back, I'll know someone, instead of starting with no friends."
    "Oh I know, I would so hate that! No way is it gonna happen now, because we're friends." Sasha informed her happily.
    "How many friends do you have around here?"
    "Not a whole lot, my parents are kind'ah strict, my mom don't trust me going over to other peoples houses so its usually just me and my brothers."
    With wide eyes and nodding head Ma'Keiba understood, "Mine? Same way! I take one step out the yard, its like an alarm goes off or something! Talk about no life! "
    "I know right!? And because of all of my brothers, I'm watched like a hawk! They get on my nerves! It sucks being the only girl!"
    "Sucks like a Hoover!" Ma'Keiba's head did the side shift.
    "Well now, we've got each other and we live right across the way from one another which is really cool! Your mom knows my mom, so they won't mind you coming here and mine won't mind me going over to your house." Sasha was happy to announce.
    "I know, I'm so happy, I thought I'd never have a friend! So, tell me, who's like the cutest boy you know?" Ma'Keiba asked eagerly.
    " Shad