Nortey Jr., Sam - Thumbwars [Avidbook, MF, Contemporary, New/Young Adult, Urban Fiction] Chapter Nineteen
Hunched down at the foot of my bed while trying miserably to step out of my sweaty, beer-stained jeans, I collapsed.
Regaining my balance, I stood up in the darkness of my dreams and continued to wade through the freezing river. Against my waterlogged underwear, my inner thigh felt like the black piano keys Chopin quickly and repetitively tapped in his complex piece .
Bellowing, blustery winds forced me to look up. I saw Sheila standing several feet before me. Losing their sonority and meaning upon leaving her frost-quibbled lips, her words never reached my ears.
I turned back and could see an inseparable continuum of three faces; my brother, James Dean, and I were still wrest
