Ashamed
“Yo, you can stay over my crib tonight.”
I nod without looking up. With Jason gone, I hate being home. When Ma’s not working, she usually has people over playing cards, smoking cigarettes, or just being straight up loud, so I just stay in my room. Kenny’s place is no better, but I don’t have many options. “Let me run to the Square and get some things and I’ll be by later,” I tell him.
I go to the dollar store. Why they even bother to call it dollar store, I don’t know because there are some things in here that cost more than a dollar. There’s like twenty small aisles in a cramped space. There’s no one in the aisle I’m in, so I slide a pack of razors in my pocket. I go to another aisle and take some candy bars. I’ve seen Kenny take things out this store a million times, so I figu
