…, I think back to the phone call I received two hours ago from Jimmy. Porn I am still in the dark, although not total darkness
I hear a shrill, hoarse voice that reminds me of a woman I once new and worked with many years ago… I watch for several minutes. Angie’s sister Crystal went with them in the chopper. Pulling up a chair near the fellow who directed me to the refrigerator, I sit and introduce myself. He proudly points to a ‘T” shirt with Wiley Coyote on it. A chorus of “ Yes sirs.”
I stand back and watch nearly sixty teenagers leave the house in an orderly fashion. One of the young guys, white, bolts from the pack and boots the fallen black dude in the head.
