“What are you doing?” he asked, but I could tell he appreciated seeing me as he slowly perused my body as if it were his first time seeing it. “Shit!” I squealed as the glass shattered behind me. Bullets were flying and I couldn’t tell which way they were coming from. This was the number one reason I hated being outside in Flint. Shit could pop off anywhere. I didn’t have time to react before I was scooped up and tossed into his car. Prince reversed at lightning speed and backed out to the street. I looked out the back window and I could see a car behind us. My heart stopped. I felt like I
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