Page 3 (1/2)

“She gave that shit to ive it back You certainly don’t deserve it I want it back”

When I stood toe to toe with hi in his hairline—his tell

“You take it off me, it’s yours,” I said as I walked around him

His boys, all five of the onI did do was spit the blood pooling in , and they scattered like little fucking roaches

Annie ran up towhat happened, but I didn’t say shit I only walked past her as I took off the jacket and threw that fucker in the trash

“What are you doing?” she yelled atyelled

“Not you, ever again” And yes, I said it loud enough so a few people, quite a few, heard me

That night, the old man had his boys at the bar to play cards His ass passed out face-first on the green felt card table I had fifty bucks fro sidewalks, but when old man Smith asked if I wanted to play, I told him I didn’t kno He said he would teach me

Then he smirked, almost maliciously—his tell

Five-card draas the gaist of it quickly I also lost forty bucks within ten minutes In those ten minutes, however, I learned the tell of every ht hundred seventy-two dollars Beginner’s luck, they all laughed

The next day, I showed up late to school, wearing a brand-new leather jacket I grabbed a brand-new chick, tossed Annie my old phone, pulled ave the new chick its

After that, I played cards with the boys whenever the old et the shit I wanted and get Jagger some shit, too But ift—a Tiffany necklace straight from the online store No secondhand shit for her—or for me

Never again And no looking back, either