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    “I'm Kevin, and I was wondering if you had all of the notes for biology class from earlier this week.”
    “Nice to meet you Kevin, and yes, I have them. I saw you in class on Monday though, why didn't you take them down yourself?” I questioned as I dusted the remnants of the croissant off my hands.
    “I was dealing with some stuff, so my mind really wasn't in the class,” he shrugged.
    “Oh okay, I know how that can be. It's a lot of notes and we're taking more today, so when do you think you could have it back to me?”
    “Umm, how about next Wednesday?”
    “Could you get them to me this Friday? I don’t have classes, but I will be up here typing a paper, if you don't mind driving up here.”
    “I have a class that day, unfortunately for me, so Friday is perfect. Do you not have a computer at home? I couldn't imagine having to type a paper up here, especially on a day I don't have class.”
    “No, I have a nice laptop at home, but I bring it up here to type because I need the peace and quiet. At home I get bothered by my son and boyfriend too much to get any work done,” I chuckled.
    “Oh, I get it. I like that you're dedicated to your work.”
    “Yeah, I have to be. I work for a call center right now which I hate, so every time I clock in, it reminds me to work harder to get the hell out of there.”
    “Makes sense. What days do you work?”
    “I work on Tuesdays and Thursdays only, since I have classes Monday and Wednesday. I don't make as much as I used to because I'm off on weekends too, but my boyfriend helps me a lot,” I nodded.
    “Oh, dope. Yeah, I need to keep my head in the game like you, shorty, because my mind is all over the place right now.”
    “What is it? Your job?” I sipped my tea.
    “Nah, my brother and his girl just got murdered about a month ago, and shit has been hard. He, my other brother, and I were real close, so it's hard being without him, ya know? I ain't used to this shit, so I can barely concentrate.”
    I shook my head slowly because I felt so bad for him. I could tell he was really hurting, and I couldn't imagine having to do all this class work while grieving. People and things didn’t seem to matter much until they were nothing but a sweet memory. That shit taught me to cherish the little things in life.
    “Well, I applaud you, Kevin, for being strong. Most people wouldn't even be able to make it to class, let alone go around asking for the notes to make sure they kept up. I'm sorry for your loss as well.”
    “Thanks, I just hope the person who did it gets caught.”
    “Well if they don't, karma is always waiting in the trenches to enact revenge for us. Just let it go and let life handle them.”
    “I like that. Shit, class starts in five minutes, wanna walk together?”
    “Sure.”
     
    Chapter Two: Raleigh Warren
    “Wait, so you never told me how you got Trixie to get out of the house?” I smiled at my little sister Jersey, as we painted one of the bedrooms in my father’s house.
    “You have to promise to keep your mouth shut,” she smiled and set the painting roller back into the tray filled with paint.
    We had all the furniture placed in storage, except for the living room and kitchen things. We’d come up with a plan to make this place a boarding house in a sense. We were gonna rent the rooms out, and we’d already gotten someone to supervise, who we would allow to take up a room for free. It was a great way to make some extra money, especially because the inquiries for renting a room that we’d gotten so far, were from people who had a pretty good income. I guess because the house was located in a great neighborhood.
    “I promise not to say a word. You should know that by now, babe,” I replied and continued painting.
    “Well, Kilexis took care of him, her, or whatever the fuck she went by. He just bumped her off and that’s it.”
    “And no one has said anything? Her lawyer was pretty involved in her life.”
    “Was is the keyword,