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.I see who had taken her focus and concentration is none other but Keenan.

He’s standing, having a casual talk with Dad and looking like he’s getting the thrill of his life from whatever their conversation is. Beside him is a beautiful black woman, whose hands are wrapped around his and I’m not sure if it’s from fear or the fact that she’s nervous. She’s not the type of woman he’d go for. She is wearing an orange mini gown, and she seems to be having the time of her life too. Once in a while Keenan would look down at her with a smile I know so well....