David;
“What happened to him? “
“Is he alright? “
“Should we call 911? “
I hear the questions and whispers, but I’m too weak to open my eyes. In case you don’t understand, I passed out.
Sal didn’t stop or have mercy on me. When my legs couldn’t hold me up anymore, he carried me. I lost count of how many times I came. All I can remember is him cleaning me up, and scooping me into his arms when all I could see were stars.
“Remember this feeling each time you try to forget where you belong. “He whispered in my ear, and it’s all that’s been ringing in my ear.
I’m slung over his shoulder. Each time I open my eyes, I see the ground and feel myself dangling.
“He was alright just a few minutes ago. Should we be worried? “I hear someone question, and my eyes begin to flutter shut as sleep beckons unto me with the promise of sweet recovery from all the delicious aches in my muscles.
“He slipped and fell in the restroom. With some rest, he’d be fine. “I hear Sal lie, and that’s the last thing I
