Javon Walton Race Novels & Stories

He knew how much he was going to pool in if the race happened. Jamal gave a lopsided grin. "This race is mine." The crowed mounted into a frenzy when the race was announced. "Wipe that fucking grin off his face." Abbey said, against his ear. Dayo nodded and slid into his car, trying so hard not to look back at Jamal kissing Tina. After their little makeup session, Jamal finally slipped into his red Ford. Dayo stared straight ahead as the engines of the cars rumbled to life, but he could feel Jamal watching him.