City Lights by George Sherman Hudson

Author:George Sherman Hudson [Hudson, George Sherman]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Drama, Urban Life, Anthologies (Multiple Authors), African American, cookie429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 2940013203600
Google: BPOruAAACAAJ
Goodreads: 12517697
Publisher: G Street Chronicles
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“One dude got his face sliced up over the TV last night. Dude wanted to watch the news on the sports TV so he got up and turned the TV while some lil crazy nigga was watching Sport Center. A few minutes later dude busted out of the TV room holding his face with his hands full of blood. The other lil nigga busted out behind him and chased him with the blade around the dorm until the guards came. These niggas crazy!”

“Baby you just be careful. Please be careful,” Constance said softly as her eyes watered.

“Baby you know I’m going to hold it down, I just want you to keep stacking that paper. By the way what’s up with our cars and house? What did Todd say they talking about?” Real asked, as he watched two young gang bangers rap and throw up gang signs as they watched B.E.T. .

“I faxed him the paperwork he needed last week, they should be releasing everything by the end of the month. The club is a different story you may be mad at me but I thought it would be best to just let it go,” Constance said hoping Real would understand.

“That’s cool really, I think we should just sell everything and start over anyway. As soon as they release everything start selling it and banking the money. We going to see about relocating when I come home. We need a long vacation so we can start working on poking that stomach out,” Real laughed.

“Whatever boy, you crazy! It would be nice though, just think…”

“You have fifteen seconds,” the automated voice chimed in.

“Dang! Call me back,” Constance said before the phone could hang up.

“O…” Real started just as the call was disconnected.

Real made sure the line was clear and then started dialing Constance number again.

“Hold up my nigga, you got folks in line trying to holla at their people too!” The tall dark skin brother with a body full of indescript tattoos screamed as he walked up on Real.

“Bro I ain’t see nobody waiting, that other phone over there is open anyway,” Real replied, not looking for a confrontation.

“Naw my nigga I want this phone so you need to be hanging it up!” The tall brother said as spit flew out his mouth into Real’s face.

Real did everything he could to keep his cool but when the spit hit his lip, he snapped. Before the tall brother could react Real had two pieced him sending him backwards into the table. Not giving him a chance to recover. Real was on top of him smashing his face with his fist. Out of nowhere Real was hit on the shoulder with a lock tied on a belt.

“Fuck!” Real said, trying to get out of the way from the heavy set brother swinging the lock at him.

Real backed up to the wall as both the men started in his direction. Just as they got in arms length, Real fired again, this time on the brother with the lock.

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