Henry Smith grabbed Jason Smith by the collar and socked him hard across the face. Then he twisted his arm back and slammed him against the wall. "I told you to stay away from my girl!"
Just when I was getting all flustered because he called me his girl right in front of Vera Clark, Jason swung back and punched Henry in return. He sneered, "Which one are you talking about? Lena Carter or Sophie Johnson?"
Boom—
It felt like a bucket of ice water was dumped over my head. That secondhand sense of romance? Instantly gone.
Henry's lip was already bleeding from the hit. He wiped it off, then dove at Jason again. The two started brawling.
Well, calling it a fight was kind of generous.
Jason limped his whole life and usually walked with a cane. That punch he threw? Pure luck an
