Zuka could only see red as he as driving down the road, he had jumped every red light that he had seen, it was a good thing that there was no traffic. It all made sense now; the town began to feel familiar.
He remembered coming here to this very town with his mother when he was a little boy, his mother had never told her the town’s name, they only came at night, and by the break of dawn they would have to leave. For years Zuka had never understood why it was that his father never stayed with them, until one day he understood that his mother was a mistress and nothing else.
His father had another family that he treasured and they were simply a liability and nothing more. Zuka felt a liquid fall from his eyes and for the first time in a very long time he allowed himself to feel pain and c
