Lockdown by Walter Dean Myers & Walter Dean Myers

Author:Walter Dean Myers & Walter Dean Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2010-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Mr. Pugh gave me my letter from K-Man after he searched me again. I wanted the letter to be full of good news about the neighborhood and especially about him. It wasn’t.

Dear Reese,

How are things going? Did you get a date yet? I saw Icy and she said she visited you. I asked her how she liked the place you were in and she said it was okay, that nobody could get in and get you. I thought that was funny.

Bunny’s brother got shot. You remember his brother Vincent? He’s got dark skin but a patch of white on his neck? Vitiligo—that’s what it’s called—and I wouldn’t want to have it for nothing in the world because people stare at you. Anyway Vincent, Cameron, Bunny, and this guy named Milton were sitting on Bunny’s stoop when some guys drove up and started calling Cameron names. Cameron told them to kiss his ass, and one of the guys pulled a piece and started shooting. Everybody jumped off the stoop and started running.

The only one who got hit was Vincent, and at first it didn’t seem so bad. He was walking around with a bullet hole in his side. He said he couldn’t walk too good and they put him on Cameron’s bike and took him to the hospital. He went in the emergency room and had to wait like an hour and a half because the nurse who looked at him said it didn’t seem too bad. When he got in and they x-rayed him he was feeling worse. At first they said the bullet just missed something vital and he was lucky. But the next morning he couldn’t walk at all. That’s what’s going down with him now. He can’t walk at all. That is just right on sad because everybody wants to walk.

Things are going okay. I tried to transfer to Frederick Douglass Academy but they didn’t have any room at FDA. If I went to FDA I could walk to school every day. Also, there aren’t as many fights up there.

Yo, Reese, I’ll be glad when you get out because there isn’t anyone to hang out with anymore. Everybody is either into a hustle or doing crimes. I’m trying to keep straight like you said, but I really need somebody to hang with who isn’t being shot at or drugging up or getting into trouble.

My moms said if I got a college scholarship it would be good. I’d like to go away to school, maybe one of those big schools with a football team that plays on television and a million cheerleaders with fat legs (smile).

I saw your brother Willis the other day. He was sitting on the rail in front of your building. He looked like he didn’t have nothing to do, the same as everybody else. Yo, Reese, when you get out we should maybe work for a year and then buy a car. We could have a gypsy cab business. I could drive it in the day and you could drive at night and once in a while we would switch up.

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