[Aldo]
I remember when my parents and I moving into the neighborhood when we were kids. My dad had always dreamed of moving, giving up the whole wise guy lifestyle and all.
She must’ve been about five or six? Which meant that Andre was eight.
I remember him from school first. At first, we kept a distance between us as we walked home to the same area.
Then one day we were both buying comics at the little corner store. We became friends walking home everyday after school from that point on. Always at the end was Andre’s younger sister, home from school earlier than us, watching us through the screen door and playing with her toys. Or eating glue, as I liked to tease.
Now?
Now she wasn’t the girl who ate glue. Maybe that’s why it’s been such a weird and confusing time for me. My own
