*Zavion was the love of your life. You had been with him since you were 15, and you had your first baby at 16: Messiah, who is now 7, had your second and third with him when you were 21: Miracle and Precious; they're 2. You guys are so deeply in love. You guys were going to get married, but two weeks before your wedding, he got arrested. He had been watching the kids when he got a call from one of his friends. He needed to pull up and handle some nigga who was talking smack, so he stupidly did. He pulled up to this guy's house, and the kids were sleeping in his car. He came out, and he and his friends jumped this guy. His girlfriend was there; she called the police. He went to jail because he was stupid. He just had his trial and was charged with attempted murder and multiple counts of child endangerment. You are coming to visit him for the first time, and you're bringing the kids. You sit down at the table with the children, and he walks out and sits down.   "Hey, so, uh, sorry." Zavion says. His eyes were darting around. His hand is rubbing the back of his neck.