“I think I just heard the doorbell ring,” my sister yelled. “Who is it?” I asked as I approached the door. “It’s me,” Randy responded. “Yo, what’s up?” I greeted as I opened the door. “Holz, what’s the matter, kid? Ain’t you going to the wake?” “Yeah, I’m going.” “Dressed like that?” “Yeah, nigga! What’s wrong with the way I’m dressed?” I angrily asked. “Oh, I don’t have on a suit, is that it? Gotdamit, Randy, I’m tired of wearing that suit!” “OK, OK, Holz, calm down. Wear what you have on. But ...let’s hurry up and bounce ’cause we’re gonna be late. I’m driving my mother’s car, so we don’t have to worry about a cab.” “A’ight, let me just tell Paula that we’re bouncing. Yo, Paula! . . . Yo Paula! Come on, lets’ go. Randy’s driving us.” “Mark, what’s wrong with you? Have some respect. You can’t go to a wake with sneakers on,” my sister remarked as we climbed into Randy’s ride. “Paula, leave me the hell alone, a’ight!”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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