Heat
Chapter One
Mrs. Cora walked slowly up River Avenue in the summer heat, secure within the boundaries of her world. The great ballpark,
Yankee Stadium, was on her right. The blue subway tracks were above her, the tracks colliding up there with the roar of
the train as it pulled into the station across the street from the Stadium, at 161st Street and River. The two constants
in my life, Mrs. Cora thought: baseball and the thump thump thump of another train, like my own personal rap music.
She had her green purse over her arm, the one that was supposed to look more expensive than it really was, the one the
boys upstairs had bought for her birthday. Inside the purse, in the bank envelope, was the one hundred dollars-Quik Cash
they called it-she had just gotten from Bank of New York ATM machine. Her food money. But she was suddenly too tired to
go back to the Imperial Market. Mrs. C, as the kids in her building called her, was preparing for what could feel like the
toughest part of her whole day, the walk back up the hill to 825 Gerard from the Stadium.
Now she moved past all the stores selling Yankee merchandise-Stan's Sports World, St ... read full excerpt from Heat ebook
