On The Streets Of New Orleans (2016) - Plot & Excerpts
He really didn’t expect the guy to show up. He shouldn’t allow himself to hope or to dream. If Lloyd couldn’t, why should he? But inside, Charlie longed for a life, for a love. He’d kept his needs and wants stuffed far down, out of sight, out of mind, until times like these. Times when he met someone, like that young kid Scott from the other shelter, and he felt a connection, then had the object of his desire taken from him. He deserved no less. He expected no less. Karma had a way of circling around to bite you in the ass, if he were going to be all philosophical about it. If he were going to be religious, like the priests, he’d say he’d done very bad things in his life, and now he was paying for them. Some days, like today, he wondered if the debt would ever be paid. Or should it? He had no right to ask for anything. Stealing Lloyd’s life saw to that, for sure. Charlie was right where he belonged, and he’d dedicated his life to helping others like himself. The door opened, and the guy walked in.
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