Chapter Eight
Yolanda took the toothpick out of her mouth. “You know what you gotta do, Ax.”He watched Jukie’s performance. It was obvious Jukie was doing a sub-par job of it. He was unsteady on his board, and his jumps and turns were barely better than a beginner’s. “You really think it’s me that’s made him like that?” Axel asked her.“That’s all him,” she scoffed. “He’s the fool that decided to start snorting that shit. You gotta cut him free or you’ll be dragged down with him when he g...
Published on October 19, 2014 13:32