The Seventh Most Important Thing (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
It was like the night his dad died. He could only recall certain sights and sounds: the rain on the officers’ shoulders, the word instantly…. Arthur remembered running over to James Hampton and picking up his broken glasses from the cement floor. He remembered the bitter smell of urine and vomit around him. And he remembered crouching down next to the old man, desperately praying, begging, hoping he was still alive. “Who are you?” Mr. Hampton said, suddenly opening his eyes and scaring the heck out of Arthur. “A-Arthur Owens,” he stammered. The man’s dark eyes looked distant and unfocused, as if they didn’t actually see Arthur but someone else. “I don’t know you,” he mumbled. “Tell me where I am, saint.” Arthur swallowed, unsure what to answer. “Your garage,” he replied finally. “And I’m not a saint,” he added. “I’m Arthur Owens, the kid doing the probation sentence for you.” He couldn’t bring himself to mention the brick. “Oh yes, Saint Arthur,”
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