![]() “You know she- she’s not with us anymore?” His voice had gone rough. “Sounds like something your mom would have said.” “I’d have come-” He stopped, cleared his throat. Now I was all about making it through by whatever worked. My pride went, somewhere in that long, hard first year. “Saved a little money.” Mostly by squatting rather than paying rent, eating at free kitchens. Me, a couple of illegal aliens, and a guy who was usually stoned. Found one after a while.” Crappy job, cleaning public bathrooms. I didn’t want anyone to see me walk out those prison gates an ex-con. After a moment he said, “When did you get out?” I could see a warped view of Adam, half his face, looking at me, his gaze steady but his lips pressed together uncertainly. There was a big teddy underneath it with this round little mirror on its stomach. He paused, like he was deciding what was safe to ask a wild man like me. I’ve missed you so fucking much!”Īdam was always braver than me. First time I saw him in years, and I about punched him. I dropped my fist and whirled away to hide the water in my eyes. “Sorry! God, Donnie, I’m really sorry, just don’t go yet. ![]() Adam flinched back, his empty palms held out. ![]() Fast as a snake, I hit his grip off my arm, harder than I meant to, my other fist coming up. ![]()
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