They were all gathered around watching something on a smart phone, entranced by some spell that had come over them. Then all of sudden, they cried out at the same time: “KNOCKOUT!” My video. Between all the hooting and hollering, Destiny noticed me standing in the doorway. She smiled and nodded her head in approval. A tiny Chihuahua came out from under the table and wandered over to me. I kneeled down and he licked my hand. He was wearing a dog collar that had a gold 314 badge on it. The dog was taken with my camera, so I did what I always do: I recorded him. I could see my reflection in his big eyes. He saw his reflection in my lens too. We gawked at each other for about fifteen seconds when I saw a pair of red Jordan high tops come into frame. “He likes you.” The guy’s voice was soft, but had a little rasp to it. I didn’t look up. “What’s his name?” He cleared his throat. “Boner.” Now I looked up. The first thing I saw were his fists. Scarred on the knuckles from some ancient fights.
