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"He tried to speak. He tried to move. He tried to crawl toward the doorway where he could see the two figures in embrace. He tried to make a noise, a sound, and a grunt came from his lips, and then he tried again, and another grunt came, a low animal grunt of pain."
" It seemed very important to him that he take off the purple jacket. He did not want them to say, "Oh it's a Royal." With great effort, he rolled over onto his back. He felt the pain tearing at his stomach when he moved, a pain he did not think was possible. But he wanted to take off the jacket."
Young Couple
Drunk Man
Homeless Lady
“He had left the jump to get a package of cigarettes. He had told her he would be back in a few minutes, and then we had gone downstairs and found the candy store closed. Alfredo's on the next block was he open until at least two, and he had started through the alley, and that was when he’d been ambushed.”
“Even in his pain, even as he collapsed, there had been some pride in knowing he was a Royal. Now there was no pride at all. With the rain beginning to chill him, with the blood pouring steadily between his fingers, he knew only a sort of dizziness, and within the giddy dizziness, he could only think: I want to be Andy.”
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“But he squirmed and fought and twisted until one arm was free and then the other, and then he rolled away from the jacket and lay quite still, breathing heavily, listening to the sound of his breathing and the sound of rain and thinking: Rain is sweet, I'm Andy.“
"The boy lay bleeding in the rain. He was sixteen years old, and he wore a bright purple silk jacket, and the lettering across the back of the jacket read The Royals. The boys name was Andy, and the name was delicately scripted in black tread on the front of the jacket, just over the heart. Andy."
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“The cop slung the jacket over his arm. He took out his black pad, and he flipped it open to a blank page.
“A Royal,“ he said
Then he began writing“