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Caesar Marquez was trained by his brother at the faeles, which is where I found myself now

His brother’s naether The gyyh, was that Jacky catered to teaching women to defend thethe crap out of each other

"We’ve produced eleven nu re Hispanic kid, orking a heavy bag, to keep his gloves up I thought trainers everywhere were entirely too concerned about gloves being up Then again, what did I know?

I said, "Must be good for business"

He nodded and we continued on, weaving slowly through the gym I was, I noted, the only fe hters kept their heads down and their gloves up

As we circled a ring where a black guy and a white guy, both wearing head gear, were trading jabs, Romero said, "Caesar would have been the twelfth"

I said, "I’ain and atched the two fighters above us Both fighters were slugging it out Fists fleeat slung Some of the sweat landed on an Romero, as I discreetly wiped the sweat off on ood, but it turns out, I’hter Caesar, well, he was so fast, too He was already ranked in the top ten in his weight class Top ten andup"

"How , now one dead"

I blinked, astonished "There were five of you?"

"Yes Four now All boxers Caesar was the youngest and probably the best Our father started things off by boxing in a few ahts back in the day He was okay but didn’t love it enough to pursue it My oldest brother, Eduard, loved it Passionately He was good That’s him over there" He pointed to a stockier version of hi closely with a young black guy They were practicing bobbing and weaving drills I’d done a few of those with Jacky "Anyway, his passion drove all of us Especially Caesar"

Romero’s voice was steady, his eyes dry That he was discussing a brother who had passed not even three weeks ago, one would never guess Then again, his voice was too steady, and he blinked toowhat he could to control himself I suspected this was a very ym were perhaps the y It was still daylight and so, I couldn’t put much into the punch, but I think Jacky would have been proud It had been a straight shot and I had gotten ht behindme into his office, just about stu violently back and forth, creaking along its chains Then he looked at ain," he said

"Lucky punch," I said, realizingattention to , I don’t know