Donny was standing in front of me, looking like he was working on a heart attack of his own. He was scared. I’d never seen Donny without a kind of layer of protective gangsterism. Donny had always been the kind of person who walked through the world at ease. He seemed older than us all just because he was cool. People flocked to him for that reason and they worshiped him without knowing it. It was mostly because he was never afraid and
