CHAPTER FIFTEENLil’ Joe sat back on his couch with a glass stem between his ashy lips. His bony fingers gripped a lighter tightly as the flame of it licked away at the end of it, causing the off white rocks inside to birth a cloud. Taking a moment to wipe his sweaty forehead, he struck the metal ball of his lighter and its flame impregnated the air once again. He sucked on the end of the stem and pulled the intoxicating fog inside of his lungs, filling them. Holding the flame to the glass utensil, he took deeper and shorter pulls, sounding as if he was taking quick breaths. Lil’ Joe looked like stir fried s**t, and he had been for the last couple of weeks now. His short dread locks were unkempt, and his facial hair was scruffy, looking like shag carpeting. The wife beater he had on was sta
