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PARKBOYS/Scars & Strikes
by Cee-Jay Saunders   

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ISBN-13:  9780578011813
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A story about a few good friends that grew up together out the PARK, with dreams of getting paid by any means necessary. Either you were in their circle or against them. They stick together to the end, all it takes is a few good licks and a few trips and theyíll be set for life. What was normal living for them, was a lifestyle many dared to dabble in cause it was always said that there were only two ways out, DEAD or in JAILÖ From a place where ni99as say LETíS GET IT! Whatís the definition of a PARKBOY? Thorough, True, Real, Ni99a witta HELLA SWIZZLE (Hustle), and first thangz last - Put hiz Priorities 1st.

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Chapter Seventeen



Cee-Jay got out of the car at Weaver and Narrow streets then walked up Narrow Street and into the park. He didnít park too close to where everybody was at because it was too hot; too much was goin on out the park and he didnít want his car to be noticed when some jumped off. What up fellas, Cee-Jay said as he walked up to where everybody was shootin dice? What up Cee, Poo-Poo said extending his arm out to give him some dap? Come on put some of that big money you got down here, you got it said Lavar. I be back down here in a minute, um goin down my grandma house right quick, Cee-Jay replied. Make sure you get bout five grand out the stash and bring it back right here, Lavar said jokingly. Aight cee-jay replied as he walked off. While he was walking towards Parrish Street he saw William. What up cee, William asked? Whas goin on William asked cee-jay? Come on get me started, Iíma work for you, William told him. William was a smoker but he was cool as shit. He was bout five ten, and weighed bout one sixty, dark skinned and talked with his tongue. Cee-jay pulled out his work and gave William almost a gram. Thanks cee-jay, I wish you was out here earlier, it was a lot of money comin, said William. I prolly be on narrow street, if not Iíll be on my grandma porch, cee-jay told him. Aight William said and he walked off. As he was walking up Parrish Street, he saw four police cars and one plain police car speeding towards him so he threw his package on the ground and kept walkin, but they went right past him. Shit, what the fuck, he said. He was scared half to death when he saw the police coming his way! He looked around to make sure they were gone and went back to pick up his work. As he picked up his work he heard gun shots! Pow, pow, pow. Boom boom boom! He hurried to his grandmaís house. When he got there she was standing at the door. Who doin all dat shootin, she asked? Oun know ma, I just left from down ms mahalia house wit Stanley, cee-jay answered. Some young boyís was down there shootin dice when I left, he said. Hahhhhh lordy, his grandma sighed. Cee-jay sat on the porch and his grandma closed the door. His phone rang, and he answered what up? It was Stan. We gotta chill for a minute or relocate somewhere else, its gon be hot out here for a long time, said Stan. Why, cee-jay asked? Iím bout to get Tanika to bring me down there Stan said. Aight cee-jay replied. Just as he hung up the phone about six detective cars came in speeding towards the back of the park. What the fuck is going on cee-jay said to his self? Tanika and Stan pulled up where cee-jay was sitting on his grandmaís porch. Heeyy cee-jay said Tanika waving her hand. What up, he waved back to her. Stan got out the car and gave his sister a hug. Boy guess what just happened, Stan said. What, cee-jay replied. Somebody just killed a police down there, Iím gone cause its bout to be ugly out here; we need to go now! My car gon had to stay down that jank, cee-jay said. Dam right, you ainít getting that car no time soon. In a minute the whole city gon be on lock, so we need to get somebody to drive us to your crib, Stan said. Tell Tanika come back down here and give us a ride, cee-jay told him. Come on letís walk out of the park Stan said nervously. Aight come on, cee-jay replied back. We gon go that way by maiiís, he said. Stan took out his cell phone and called his sister and said meet me at maiiís. Aight Tanika said, and they hung up. You know everybody phones bout to be tapped, cee-jay said. All calls comin from this vicinity gon be tapped, Stan replied. As they were walking police cars were speeding towards the park, one car slowed down and looked at both of them and pulled off. Shit, they both said! You got your work on you, Stan asked? Yeah, you got yo shit on you too, cee-jay asked back in response? Yeah, he said, and they both walked inside the bar and waited for Tanika to come. What up sonny, Stan asked? Hey, how you doin buddy, sonny replied? Aight, let me get two double shots of Hennessy, Stan told him. What up sonny, cee-jay asked? Hey Creecy, how you doin, sonny replied? Sonny was the owner of the bar that had been there for many years, and he knew just about everybody that was from the area. Cee-jay sat at the bar and asked for two doubles of Hennessy. I already got it, Stan said
Well Iíma get two more said cee-jay; was you canít handle it or somethin he asked? Man shit I canít drank it that fast nigga, Stan told him. Thatíll be sixteen dollars, sonny said. Stan gave him a twenty dollars bill and sonny gave him four dollars change. Let me get two of them too sonny, said cee-jay; put a lil dr. pepper in both of them he continued. Now you can drink the other one wit no prob nigga, cee-jay told Stan. Since you cryin bout you canít drank it that fast, cee-jay laughed. Go head on nigga, Stan laughed. A yo look at shorty over there sittin wit dude, cee-jay whispered. If she wonít wit that nigga Iíd get that bitch, he said to Stan. That bitch ainít all dat, Stan said as he frowned. Oun know what you looking at cee-jay replied, that bitch bad, he said. I thank thatís Tanika pullin up dog. Yeah thatís her Stan said. Come on lets get the fuck outta here he said. Aight sonny they both said as they walked out, then they both got in the car with Tanika and went towards Battlefield Boulevard, where they got on the interstate and drove uptown. Two news trucks had just pulled up when I was leaving, Tanika said. Somebody in trouble, they ran up on the dice game and err body scattered, the next thing I heard was shots then one of the police yelled officer down. You could even hear the screams from the police that got shot, and then it got quiet for a second. I was at Ms. Lillie Mae house when I heard it Stan said. Yeah itís fucked up out there now, we gon set up shop out Ocean View for the time being, cee-jay said. Get off downtown Tanika, cee-jay told her. Make a right on St. Paulís Boulevard to Monticello, and keep straight up Granby. Aight she replied. Make a left right here Tanika, now make a right at this corner and pull in front of the building cee-jay told her. You live in this tall apartment building, Iín never been in one of them before, can I come in and see how it look, she asked? Yeah come check it out, I live on the thirteenth floor, I hope you ainít scared of heights he told her. When they reach his floor they went a lil ways down the hall and went into his apartment. This pretty cee-jay, I like this, Iíma had to come over here and chill wit you sometimes, she told him. Tanika donít get fucked up, Stan told her. Her and cee-jay laughed, but Stan didnít think it was funny at all.




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Reviewed by Quinton Riddick 10/21/2009


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