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Smack You Down EXERPT

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They were drawing close to Parousia. Across from the school stood borderline tenements, brownstones occupied by persons who were not well off. On the stoops of these buildings, Irish kids would sit, regarding the passage of privileged Parousia students, but rarely creating a conflict.

This morning there was another threat from across the street.

Jones had stuck with Adam through the turn onto the Parousia block. It was clear this would not be their last time together. He bid Adam farewell. And Adam, inhaling a happy breath, continued on. Here was someone with whom he could actually talk.