Nortey Jr., Sam - Thumbwars [Avidbook, MF, Contemporary, New/Young Adult, Urban Fiction] Chapter Sixteen
Not taking my eyes off the old man and his tied chicken, I waited to cross the intersection. I’d become used to hearing him call me a white man and laugh. If only I knew my mother’s language, I could then try to tell him who I was.
Hearing someone call my name snapped me from my thoughts.
“Aletheia,” I said, surprised.
Coming from the direction of the house, Aletheia crossed the intersection.
“Where are you going?” I questioned.
“I just finished play rehearsal. Now, I’m off to the beach to see my boyfriend. He just called me on my cell phone. Why don’t you come and meet him?”
“Oh, it’s almost two o’clock, and I was going to take a nap,” I said.
“Oh, come on. We’re going to
