Knox: volume 3
“A good portion of 18th Avenue is closed off tonight for the Santa Rosalia Feast. A food fair Jerry Mainella and I used to love attending, if only because it was a great place to get into trouble and pick up girls. Some days I still miss this place. Today is not one of those days.
We pass by the shop where John could usually be found sipping sparkling limonata and insisting that everyone “sit and eat a fucking meal.” Now, he’s hiding like a fucking rat in a basement in Newfoundland. We were only able to arrange the terms of his house arrest because his life was in danger. And his lawyer made an excellent case for why I could protect him better than any witness protection program. We turn the corner and pass up my old house. The house where my mother was beaten to death. A “for sale” signpost stands leaning to the left, as if it’s been standing there so long it’s exhausted. The grass is a parched beige from the scorching August heat. At least, back when my mother was still alive, ...people would water the grass if a house was empty.MoreLess
We pass by the shop where John could usually be found sipping sparkling limonata and insisting that everyone “sit and eat a fucking meal.” Now, he’s hiding like a fucking rat in a basement in Newfoundland. We were only able to arrange the terms of his house arrest because his life was in danger. And his lawyer made an excellent case for why I could protect him better than any witness protection program. We turn the corner and pass up my old house. The house where my mother was beaten to death. A “for sale” signpost stands leaning to the left, as if it’s been standing there so long it’s exhausted. The grass is a parched beige from the scorching August heat. At least, back when my mother was still alive, ...people would water the grass if a house was empty.MoreLess
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