“Danny’s phone’s dead, so maybe go by the house.” The waitress added, “Don’t be causing trouble, okay? Raffy’s left me a message saying don’t talk to nobody about your dad. Where is he?” “My dad? I hope he’s in Golden Days.” “No, where’s Raffy? He’s...
In one bedroom Raleigh lay sleeping with his arms crossed over his face; in the other, Gates lay curled in a ball in the corner of the bed. They were still asleep after Mingo showered, studied his scrapes and bruises, dressed in a fresh pink polo shirt and checked pants, and (finding in the kitch...