Five Boroughs 01 - Sutphin Boulevard - Plot & Excerpts
I was ready to fork up the twelve bucks for a pack, accepting that I was about to become a smoker again with something akin to relief. Getting dressed and walking three blocks to the bodega was a task I wasn’t sure I could accomplish after two weeks of existing in a daze. I wondered if Raymond would brave the arctic January wind so I wouldn’t have to leave the house. When I ventured out of my room, the floorboards were cold against my bare feet. The house had always been drafty, but this winter was phenomenally cold. Rubbing my hands together, I jogged down the stairs and called out for my brother. As soon as I spoke, I regretted it. There were people in the kitchen, and I’d just outed myself as being awake and in their proximity. “Michael, ven acá.” What the hell was Aida doing here? I took a step backward, ready to flee, but I froze at the familiar rumble of a deep voice.
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