Sunday, September 20, 2015

the last book I ever read (Welcome to Braggsville by T. Geronimo Johnson, excerpt nine)

from Welcome to Braggsville by T. Geronimo Johnson:

Agent Denver had warned them that it wasn’t over, though they tried to live otherwise. It was twelve months after Louis’s death and the Incident at Braggsville. D’aron had transferred to Loyola University of New Orleans to be with Candice, and both were on track to graduate with honors. Charlie was living at home, attending Northwestern. The Incident at Braggsville had been too much for his mother to bear, though she did let him travel (by train only) to Nola to visit his friends (for a weekend only). The occasional laugh sounded, but when the 3 Little Indians bid adieu at the station Sunday night, tears couldn’t mask their relief. Charlie promised, via text, to be back, He!!a soon!!! All three agreed that would be, S+upendous!!! Daron was therefore shocked when, some thin months later, Candice skipped in clapping and singing about Charlie spring breaking in Nola.

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