Skyscraper
Chapter One
Friday, December 15th
Washington, D.C.
Chico
"Chico, you better get your behind out that bed, boy!" Momma yelled
through my bedroom door because she couldn't open it. I always kept
it locked because I grew tired of her invading my room without a
courtesy knock first. Besides, I was nineteen and that made me a
man. Even though I was residing at her crib, a man is still a man.
"Chico, do you hear me?"
"I hear you! Damn!" I yelled back at her.
I glanced at my alarm clock. Shit, it was after seven-thirty and I'd
slept through the buzzer again.
"Chico, don't you dare curse me, boy! And you have the audacity to
do it right here at Christmastime? Don't forget who brought your
behind into this world. I brought you into it and -"
"I'll take you out," I said, finishing the tired ass sentence for
her.
I hopped out of bed and yanked my door open. Momma took a step back
like she'd seen a ghoul or goblin or something. There wasn't a doubt
in my mind that I looked jacked up since I'd hung out the night
before with Razor and Miceal. We'd kicked back watching a tape of
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