I tried my best to play the host to Dante for the rest of the afternoon, as well as ignoring the white bitch that was my sister. Fortunately for everyone, she tried her best to steer clear of me and gave herself a tour of the apartment while Dante distracted me with the stories of the past thirteen years I'd missed out on in his life. However, even though he had

Mokunfayo Badmus;It was always tall talks until the time came for execution, nobody knew that better than I, facing off with the second most important person in my ex-boyfriend's fraternity, in the presence of an entire audience of murderers, armed with nothing but my fists and the will to kill the smug bastard  that leaned against the brick w

Almighty Mike:"My dad once told me a family secret on my sixteenth birthday." 

Almighty Mike:And the death-like stare lasted lesser than a second before she bike off the connection a thud followed, but only took that millisecond stare to notify me that the worst I feared had happened.

Almighty Mike. By the time Angel was done with her narration, she was already a sorry mess of tears. I couldn't tell if she was really mourning the dead murderers or it was just plain sorrow and guilt, but I knew neither was necessary.