Chapter 3 -
2 years later
"You should've got six years, so don't give me no crap about being late," my uncle Freddy said sitting on the hood of his car.
"Yeah, yeah," I say throwing myself into the passenger seat.
After a loud obnoxious sigh Uncle Freddy joins me in the car and starts the engine. "Khleo, don't get stupid with your renewed freedom," he warned looking at me through the rear view mirror.
"Man whatever," I mumble resting my head on the window and closing my eyes.
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