Block Party 1 by Al-Saadiq Banks

Block Party 1 by Al-Saadiq Banks

Author:Al-Saadiq Banks [Banks, Al-Saadiq]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B003HKRD78
Publisher: True 2 Life Publications
Published: 2010-04-14T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 18

Today Love didn’t go to work. Late last night we got a call from the realtor telling us to come in today and sign all the papers to finalize everything for the condo. We’re out of here, finally! Now I can really do my thing. This is the best news I’ve heard in a long time, especially since that shit Wu pulled last night. He’s going to pay dearly. The good thing is that no one will know where to find me. They’ll be expecting to find me at the old house, but I’ll be long gone.

Deep down inside, I really hate the fact of selling the house. This is the only concrete memory I have of Big Ma. Hopefully, Big Ma understands that this is for security purposes. Big Ma hated me being on the streets. But she always told me, if you’re going to get into trouble, it better be worth it. That’s why no matter what, I always think big. I always said if I’m going to do this, I’m going to do it big. What’s the sense in risking your freedom for a couple of pennies? If you get caught, you’re going to do the same time as a cat who’s doing major things. Besides, if you only want a little money, you might as well get a job. That’s always been my motto.

Big Ma, I hope you’re resting in peace. I know I’m living wrong, but God knows I want to change. And I will change. Just bear with me and continue to pray for me.

Love complained about selling the house, but she didn’t sleep all night, thinking about our new condo. She even had me looking in furniture books at four in the morning. Oh, and the ring, she loves it. All last night, I kept catching her posing in the mirror, trying to see how it looks on her. She asked when we’re getting married. I told her to set the date for two months exactly. By that time, I should have all the dough I need, and I’ll be done with the streets. Especially if this dope thing goes the way I plan. With the coke and the dope, I should be rich in no time.

The incident with Wu last night is a wake up call for me. I was supposed to spend the day with my family, but instead I chose the streets. Look what that almost got me.... murdered. I wanted to go right back to the projects and do me, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mike Mittens told me, about having too much to lose. That’s so true. I can’t be stupid like these young niggas. They do everything for the people. I’m not doing it for the people. Fuck what the people think. Worrying about what people will think will get me 100 years. In my earlier years, I was just like them, trying to impress the people. But now I’m almost ten years older and twenty years wiser.



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