"Mom!!!" Charmaine Rose, the youngest of the brood at six years old, stormed inside the house one Friday afternoon followed by Richard, who picked her up from school, carrying his sister's pink Hello Kitty backpack in one hand.
"In here, sweetheart," Niara called from the family room downstairs to the right side of the foyer where their little girl stood, looking around for any clue of where the voice came from.
"Mom?" Richard called back, his strong voice booming across the house. At six feet, he was literally a towering figure in the household.
"Family room, honey." Niara answered.
"Come on, baby girl. Mom said..." Before Richard could finish that sentence Charmaine ran off to the family room. He quickly caught up with his long strides. He scooped his little sister, who shrieked and
