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few runs out of town for me,” he informed.
    We got off the Van Wyck expressway. Tyriq continued to talk, trying to coax me. He reached into his pockets and pulled out a wad of hundreds.
    “See this here, Vince,” he said waving the knot, “this is what it’s all about. This is power right here. With money like this niggas and bitches are gonna be on their knees ready to suck your dick for a piece. This is chump change right here. I’m getting mines.”
    I saw a baby-blue Lexus pull up beside us with two fine females sitting in the front seat. I smiled flirtingly at them. To my surprise the driver smiled waving politely at me. We stared at each other for a few.
    “See, that’s what the fuck I’m talkin’ about! You getting distracted by pussy when I’m tryin’ to put some paper in your pockets,” Tyriq shouted.
    “I was just lookin’…”
    “Fuck them hos and do you.”
    “You right,” I said.
    The light changed, and soon we were on the block again. I pulled out the money left over from last night and handed it to him outside my crib.
    “Here, yo…thanks,” I said.
    “What’s this? Fuck you think you’re doin’, Vince?”
    Tyriq looked at me as if I had disrespected him.
    “I’m giving you back what I got left.”
    “Yo, do I look like I need that shit back?”
    “I’m sayin wit’…”
    “Take that and buy your son some toys.”
    “You sure…?”
    “Vince, that’s your money, ayyite?”
    “Thanks, yo,” I said, stuffing the knot back into my pocket.
    “Holla at a nigga…”
    “No doubt, one,” I said giving him a loud dap thinking a nigga gotta live. I walked to my mom’s crib.
    I was about to take an afternoon nap when I heard the phone ring. I picked up.

    “Hello?”
    “Hello, can I please speak to Mr. Vincent Grey.” A woman’s voice said.
    “This is he…”
    “I’m calling about your job application to UPS. We’re giving out a courtesy call to let you know that your application is on file.”
    “Oh, good, so when are y’all hiring?” I said excitedly.
    “Not until the end of the year, November.”
    “When…?”
    “November… we usually hire more help around that time, to help out with the holiday season, and we’ll give you a call around then.”
    “November…? Why the fuck you called me for if y’all ain’t hiring right now?” I barked.
    “Excuse me…” she was shocked.
    “Lady, I need a fuckin’ job now. Fuck I’m gonna wait five months for y’all to call,” I said hanging up.
    I fell back on the bed. After a few winks, my moms came in and told me Tyriq was on the phone. It was five in the evening.
    She passed me the cordless and raised her eyebrows before walking out the room.
    “Tyriq, what’s up?” I asked.
    “You sleep?”
    “Nap,” I said.
    “I don’t know what you do most, ayyite? Fuckin’ with da bitches or sleepin’. Meet me in an hour,” he said.
    “An hour…?”
    “Yeah, at the corner of your block…”
    I hung up and started getting ready. My mother came back in the room.
    “So, you and Tyriq are best friends again?”
    “We always been cool,” I replied.
    “How’s that boy? I haven’t seen him in a long time.”
    “He’s good,” I said, throwing on my Tims. I knew where the conversation with her was going.
    “You know, Vincent, I heard a lot of things about that boy. Is he
into drugs?” my mother asked. She already knew the answer. “He’s always driving nice expensive trucks.”
    “I guess...”
    “Boy, don’t lie to me. I still talk to his mother. You think that I don’t know?”
    “Why’d you ask me then?”
    “I know he’s your friend, and y’all grew up together, but don’t let that boy get you into any trouble. You hear me, Vincent? You’re a good man. If your father was alive, you know what he’d say. He loved you and wanted nothing but the best for you. Don’t disappoint him.”
    “Yeah, I’m wit’ you, ma.”
    There was a short pause as both of us reflected on the memory of