[it feels sort of invasive to be learning about him this way... but then she remembers he's learning about her, too, and why wouldn't she deserve to know just as much as him?]
[she almost says "it wasn't safe", but nobody was safe down there, nowhere was (church included without its guard dogs). then she starts for "there was nowhere else for me to go" but that doesn't explain it either, that's what the streets were for
in the end, it's a long story. so she decides to sum it up in three easy words - the beginning, the root cause, of her rescue and her need for it. ]
[and a few blocks away, sitting in the shadows of the alleyway behind Honeybee, Badou's teeth air in shock as he stares at his phone, at those three words]
[he hadn't guessed -- it had never even occurred to him that -- ]
[she could be one of the girls in the boxes. she could be a key, a clue, he thinks (unaware of how callous it would sound, said aloud)]
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if you aint got 1 already
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im fine
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[this is difficult; the things he wants to ask are exactly the type of things he wouldn't want to be asked, or that no one would want to be asked]
[he's never had a problem asking hard questions until now, and the thought makes him angry]
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fuck u
i write fine
y would i waste my time texting
evry letter
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obviously
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[is going badly, isn't it]
[he thinks about what Dave would do; always bring it back to the headliner, bad boy.]
where did u live
i was kinda near the markets
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the big one between the highrises
[ the-high-as-they-could-rises, anyway ]
[ and so opens a two-way door ]
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i aint even thought that shit
ran services no more
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bishop took me in
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were u on the streets b4
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more on than off
[when she could help it]
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[she almost says "it wasn't safe", but nobody was safe down there, nowhere was (church included without its guard dogs). then she starts for "there was nowhere else for me to go" but that doesn't explain it either, that's what the streets were for
in the end, it's a long story. so she decides to sum it up in three easy words - the beginning, the root cause, of her rescue and her need for it. ]
i had wings
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[he hadn't guessed -- it had never even occurred to him that -- ]
[she could be one of the girls in the boxes. she could be a key, a clue, he thinks (unaware of how callous it would sound, said aloud)]
u dont now
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