A Choice
“I can double your money for you,” Kenny blurts out of nowhere. It’s one of those rare nights when no one’s in the Big Park, and me and Kenny are free-throwing on the basketball court.
“Yeah? How?” I ask.
He knows I haven’t spent my money from my summer job, but he doesn’t know about my plan to go to school in Michigan. I plan to tell him, just not yet.
“You know Dice, right?”
“Yeah,” I say.
Dice is about Jason’s age. He’s got the latest clothes and kicks in abundance, just like my brother. Only difference is that Jason’s spoiled by his dad and Dice makes his money on the streets. A twenty-year-old male d**g dealer actively selling is rare because he’d be the cops’ number one target and suspect. Women and teens—like Dice—are normally the ones who do the actual selling for th
