Dangerous Boys by Greg F. Gifune

Author:Greg F. Gifune [Gifune, Greg F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Down & Out Books
Published: 2018-03-05T06:00:00+00:00

When I dropped Holly back at school, she let me walk her to the steps of her dorm. I’d never been on the campus that late. It was even spookier than normal, deserted and deathly quiet. But when we said goodbye, she hesitated, and I leaned in and kissed her.

I don’t know how long we kissed, but we eventually ended up on a bench a few feet from the entrance, holding each other and making out like a couple crazed high school kids.

“I should—I—I really have to—”

“It’s okay,” I told her, coming up for air just long enough to speak.

“Richie,” she said a moment later, pulling free. “We need to stop.”

I nodded, cleared my throat and tried to stop my hands from shaking. “Okay, sorry, I—”

“You didn’t do anything wrong, it’s all right.” She straightened her blouse and stood up. “We just got a little carried away.”

I sat there looking up at her, wanting nothing more than to take her back in my arms and make love to her right there. “I didn’t mean to…”

She smiled, and there was more than a hint of mischievousness in it. “Call me?”

I stood up, took her hands in mine. “When? Tomorrow?”

Whatever cool I’d had, or thought I had, was gone. And I didn’t care, I just wanted to be with her.

“Sure.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “Thank you for tonight, I had a really nice time.”

“Me too.”

When she pulled away, I let her hands go, watching as she skipped up the steps. At the doors, she stopped, looked back, smiled again and blew me a kiss.

I caught it, put it in my pocket.

Beaming, Holly disappeared inside.

My head was so far up in the clouds I didn’t even remember walking back across campus to the parking lot. Outside Aldo’s car, I smoked a cigarette and thought about the evening, Holly and everything we’d done. Crazy. I’d never experienced anything like this—like her—and I just stood there a while beneath a streetlight, smoking my cigarette and grinning like a clown.

I drove back home, found a space on the street and parked. Normally I would’ve brought the car back that night, but it was already after eleven, so I decided to return it in the morning.

What I hadn’t expected was to find Aldo sitting on the steps to my building, huddled there, like he’d been waiting a long time.

“Hey, man. What the hell you doin’ here?”

The moment Aldo looked at me, I knew something was wrong.

Very wrong.

“Had Candy drop me off. Been waitin’ on you a while,” he said.

“It’s late, figured I’d bring the car back in the morning.”

“It ain’t about the car, Richie.”

“Okay,” I said, moving closer. “What’s it about then?”

He sighed and looked away, as if the answer was somewhere down the block, hidden in the dark.

“Ally,” I said. “What’s goin’ on?”

“That broad Ma tuned up, Joanna Holt,” he said softly, his dark eyes locking on me again. “She died.”

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