Ankyra Sound I was born right here in Zion

It be somet’ing like dat, yes, She responded, squinting at the familiarity of the name. He had a kind face, a gentle, melodic voice. But there was something else she recalled, more strongly than the man’s appearance and name.

Did you ever wonder why it be dat Maman let ‘im keep Reki? She asked. It seems odd, for ‘er. Nowadays when I look back, I can’t ’elp but be wonderin’ if per’aps ‘e was our fat’er or somet’ing. She looked to her brother for his input.