Kiki

Kiki stands in his spot up at the track.
"Hey my brother!"
We shake hands and hug.
Kiki asks about my son.
Kiki smiles a foiling smile that mirrors my paternal pride.
"Alright man. Alright brother. Go play some soccer."
He turns back to the neighborhood go-getters and tells them to do ten more crunches.
He hands them weighted balls.
He puts big rubber bands around their legs.
Everyone loves Kiki.