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said , “You want to make some money?”
    Her flawless pretty face lit up like a Christmas tree.
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    Lat er that night, the Porter clan congregated in Rain’s locked bedroom to have a meeting that could change their lives forever. Fallon and Autumn sat attentive at the edge of the bed. Their eyes glued to the serious faces of their older brother and sister, both dying to know what it was about, as they stood over them. Even though Rain was their older sister, since the accidental and tragic death of their parents, she became their parents and had come to trust and rely on her totally.
    Rain was forced to grow up light years ahead of her time, so was Dayvid. Their exclusive mission was to take care of each other in an unforgiving world and teach their younger siblings that it was them against the world— period, point blank and explanation mark. When people meet or talk to her, it was as if she could read right through them because of standoff behavior, deep penetrating eyes, and short usage of words. She made them uncomfortable, even adults. She was often told by the older folks that she had an old soul and wisdom beyond her years.
    Rain opened up and spoke first.
    “Up until this point, we have been doing okay for ourselves with the little scam jobs Auntie Nanny have taught us, but like I said, they are ‘little’. It’s about time we step outside that petty Annie shit and step our game up and go for the real money.”
    Rain paused to gauge the girls’ reaction. Both children displayed no fear and she was proud of them so she continued.
    “When I walk outside or look out the window, all I see are motherfuckers suffering. That includes the dope heads, as well as, the dealers because they all gonna get the same thing in the end: death, jail time and a fucked up future. They are one in the same.”
    Rain’s voice grew stern . “But, you really want to know who is suffering the most?” She looked in both her little sisters’ blank eyes before she answered. “Our good neighbors on this block like the older people, the working people or motherfuckers who don’t do shit and just take it and still live around this bitch. They are the real ones who suffering because they got comfortable at the bottom and gave up and got nowhere else to go.”
    Rain’s face grew into a snarl. “And that’s not going to be us because we are bigger than that. We are Porters and I’m not going to let any of us go out like that as long as I got something to do with it.”
    Rain had to calm herself because she didn’t want to scare her sisters with her dire passion and urgency. She glanced at the locked door behind her and lowered her tone.
    “ Aunt Nanny is cool and all that, but she ain’t no Porter and if their last name isn’t Porter, don’t trust them. We are cut from a different cloth from her and she is content with what she got and where she lives. We ain’t built like that and I refuse to wait around for one of those stray bullets to come in here and kill one of us.”
    She turned to her brother and tapped him on the arm .
    “ Me and Dayvid came up with a plan to get enough money that can get us up out of here. Far, far away from here.” she emphasized. “And we all got to do is come together if we gonna pull this thing off, ‘cause we can’t be waiting around for anyone to give us nothing, we gonna take ours!”
    She directed her attention to each sibling one by one then asked, “Y’all understand?”
    In unison they all nodded. She smiled for the first time, more so for them. To put them at ease for the daunting task they had ahead of them.
    Rain and Dayvid spent the rest of the night going over the plan with their sisters down to the smallest detail. By Rain’s observations, they decided to hit the trap spot Saturday evening, right before sundown because it was the day that Brooklyn and his crew exits out the building with several bags at a time, looking