That fueled Jonathan to seethe with rage. This time when he stepped forward, Boris’s fist cracked him back a few steps. “Oh, shit!” “Damn, Old Head!” “Well…” That was Memphis, Boston, and Poppi. Their comments didn’t help the situation. Another thing that didn’t help was Jonathan swinging on Boris, which was a costly mistake. It went from a casual love tap, to Boris beating Jonathan’s ass all over the backyard. And not a single person tried stopping him. “Stop them!” I implored. Memphis and Boston just stood there with their arms crossed. Poppi had her hands on her hips and a satisfied smile
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