It’s weird talking to them about Garden Heights. We never do. I’m always afraid one of them will call it “the ghetto.”
The riots, gunshots, tear gas, all of it, are ultimately my fault. . . . I didn’t say something right, and now that cop’s not getting arrested.
He also wouldn’t say if he was a drug dealer or not. And he didn’t even mention the gangbanging stuff. Does it matter though? He didn’t deserve to die.
Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right.
Chris is the kind of normal I really want. The normal where I don’t have to choose which Starr to be. The normal where nobody tells you how sorry they are or talks about “Khalil the drug dealer.”