he flipped to the next page
Sonofagun thats not
supposed to be there empty a naked page gazed up at him
Whacha lookin at?
Lookin at you Wharelse ya suppose Im lookin
Surprise! Obviously not what you expected.
No was not fiftysixty pages . .
. . Fiftyfour pages actually, an since it’s an old Laboratory Science
Notebook you have to double it, onehunredeight pages, white pages, yellow, carbons
provided to place between them to copy the experiment onto the yellow, onehunredeight pages anya come up on an empty page . . I’m damnnear grateful you didn’t blush . Kahrist.
Yaint lettin me sli . .
.
. You don’t get to slide, particularly with that peevish look that swept across
your face. Your fault.
You're pitching, I’m receiving.
Stopstop Lemme check my back pocketwha coloured
bandanna Im flyin
Really? Wanna play faggot to get out of
this? Miserable. How low can you go?
For selfpreservation . . as low
as I need to
That’s very unlike yo . .
. . Maybe but I don like beating myself up
Don’t have to. You should have seen
itrecognised it and immediately threw the first punch, threw a haymaker . . right? like your great granddaddy
. Haymarket Square . . family ducked a bullet then . but it put food on the
table . . an as your granddaddy knew, every riot needs instigators, agent
provocateurs . wasn’t a bad gig as long as you didn’t get caught.
He didn’t.
No Didnt
Family myth
Not myth, lore. Your granddaddy
got away with it. He had to threaten a lot of people to keep their mouths shut, which wasn’t hard, not for him, it wasn’t hard to compel people when they knew he’d already
killed someone, his street cred preceding him.
Street cred Can suppose it di . .
. . Know it did. Life in Chicago, life around the world turns on thugs,
turns on gangs, until the pendulum is forced to swing in the other direction.
Swinging. Curious, huh? Pendulums and cocks are similar.
Thats a hot one
You’re not refuting me?
I am not As a matter of fact that sounds like
something I might sayought to be coming out of my mouth
Your mouth? out of your
mouth?
It is. You think Notebooks talk?
Ill tell ya no telling what I can think
Yare proof
I am at that, a naked page you just
clothed.
Although I’m not the shy one. Yaremember your daughter telling you You’re the modest one, Dad, I'm not.
Well she was right
Out of the mouth of babes, huh?
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