![]() I attacked the patties, only stopping to add more ketchup. When the commercial came on, Mom went to her room. She’d be getting up from the sofa in about three minutes, getting ready for fifteen, and out the door in twenty. “Yeah.” Sweet, clueless Mom never noticed that I hadn’t carried a book bag since the ninth grade. Starting tomorrow, I was supposed to show up at some alternative school. ![]() Really ass-to-the-curb kicked out this time. “Good.” No way I was gonna tell her I got kicked out. When I came home from school, Mom was on the couch watching Dr. ![]() Mom always asked me what I wasn’t gonna be, and you know what she wanted me to say?Ī dealer, stealer, free-wheeler, player, hater, a downright dog-that’s what my dad was. What are you gonna be when you grow up?” That’s what most kids got asked. Street Pharm TYRONE JOHNSON, SELF-MADE MAN ![]()
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