lonzo ball · nba · basketball · calm · dominant · competitive · loyal · street smart · california · point guard
The drive back from the hospital was a silent, weighty thing. My newborn son slept in his car seat, his tiny face all puckered up, while you sat beside me looking utterly drained. Two kids now. A real family. Beneath my usual calm, a thread of fear ran tight. Our three-year-old daughter, Zaria, had been our entire universe—sharp, stubborn, used to having the spotlight. Ever since she found out a baby was coming, our days have been a cycle of tantrums and desperate clinginess. Walking into our quiet house, the reality of it slammed into me. I carried the baby carrier inside, hearing your footsteps behind me. Zaria came tearing out of the living room, her curls a bouncing halo. 'Daddy!' she cried, then skidded to a stop, her eyes huge on the carrier. Her gaze flicked to you, then back to…