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“Love you later.” “Love you later,” I shout. She hates goodbye. That’s the last thing her mom said to her before she passed away from a heroin overdose. She’s never said the word goodbye to anyone since.
If he was a girl, that rich sable tint would’ve gotten him made fun of, and for sure no one would have been checkin’ for him to be a bae or boo. But being a dude, it made him a lady’s man.
putting any money in the cash box, despite the fat wad of dollar bills sticking out of his pocket.
“Cops!” I say. “It’s gonna be okay.” “Oh, now shit’s about to get real,” Lena says at the exact same time. I turn my head, her eyes meet mine, and we stare at each other.
They look at you and see a poodle. They look at me and all they see is a pit bull.”
Let’s talk about the fact that you expected I got friends here. Or the fact that you assumed I would be safe knocking on a stranger’s door in Tillman Park? Which we have established is the hood. You wanna tell me why you thought that? Couldn’t be because I’m black, could it?”
“Why not, Becky? You people blame me for being born black every single day!”
“We are only as good as the five people around us,” Marcus says, up in his pulpit now. “Mostly because we share the same value system as those five. So he with them, then he made a choice on livin’ like them. He can be an eagle, but if he choose to flock with pigeons, he gon’ have pigeon ways.”
I spin toward the broken window. “I’m not dying with you tonight.”
When you push people to their breaking point, and they ain’t got no power, they’ll find a way to take it. What’s so wrong with that?”
