She wished she could blame her sister more. It was her kids that did it. Kids that should have been taken away years ago. She stood by and watch Alexis abuse her children, threaten them, yell louder than any man could just inches away from their faces. She drank more than she did drugs but she always did drugs when she drank. It was the fourth of July and Kimberly was drinking more than she should have been. She felt so bad for watching her nephews ruin in front of her for years. She passed out and the ruined ones lit a fire cracker next to her in hopes of waking her up. She was a base for them. If they could get to her, they would be safe from their mother. It did nothing so they put under her hand and watched her fingers wrapped around it. They all hoped that it wouldn’t but her two bad.

Aunt Kimkim has become Moma Kimkim to the two little boys that took her hand away from her. She couldn’t let them fall into the system since the system found them and wouldn’t let them go back to their mother. It’s been three years so far, the last two of them Alexia has been in jail for other crimes.

Kim found a nice guy but was afraid. The last time she touched a naked man, she still had both hands.