02- SHANE HOLLAND
Look, being a dealer, there wasn’t any room to get all caught up in your feelings during business. You had to do what you had to do to get money. To live. I mean that’s what everyone on this side of town done right? Done what you had to do. Survived. So business was business. When people brought from me, it was *their* choice. I wasn’t going to turn them down and tell them not to ruin their life. Now that’d just be hypocritical. I was at my usual corner, just finishing up with a deal. Rain sprinkled, the sky grey and my hood over my head. I stuffed the cash into my back pocket, turning to walk home when out of the corner of my eyes I see a tiny frame barreling towards me. The fuck? I turned to face whoever was whirling towards me like a madman. And she came to a stop in front of me, scowling at me like I’d just personally offended her when I didn’t even know the woman. “You’re Shane Holland, right?” She asks. I just nod. Then her hand raised and slapped me. *Slapped. Me.* My
About 02- SHANE HOLLAND
Look, being a dealer, there wasn’t any room to get all caught up in your feelings during business. You had to do what you had to do to get money. To live. I mean that’s what everyone on this side of town done right? Done what you had to do. Survived. So business was business. When people brought from me, it was *their* choice. I wasn’t going t...Read more