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me my winnings.
    “Dude, you better stop your Shade session and take this stuff before I eat it.” A grinning Scruffy shoved my bag of food into my chest.
    I grabbed the food humbly and avoided eye contact with him. “Thanks, bro.”
    We sat in silence for a few minutes, eating and watching the commotion at Sandra’s car. Breaking the momentary silence, Scruffy said, “Leo, you should go with me when I tell Shade we ’re with her and that we’re sorry about what happened.”
    “I don’t need anyone to speak for me ; besides, why don’t you wait to talk to her? I’m sure she’s pretty sick of all the people that keep coming up to her in their ‘poor baby’ mode. Just leave her be. When and if she gets ready to talk to guys like us about it, she will.”
    But Scruffy being Scruffy, foolish and naïve, said, “I know you don’t, and you ’re probably right, but I still want to let her know I care, and you should too, ‘cause, I know you do, too.”
    I kept my attention on my food. Scruffy shook his head at my silence, and about a minute later announced he was going over to join the crowd. He reminded me that I should come with him, but I shook my head no. He shrugged as if saying whatever , and took a big slurp of his soda.
    Suddenly, the sound of a familiar, thundering engine broke like a nasty wave across BNB’s. Scruffy’s face said it all; trouble had arrived. But even without the revving of Darryl’s car, I sensed his arrival like an oncoming thunderstorm. It was almost like everyone had left. The only thing that could be heard now was one car stereo that continued to chirp music.
    Shade put her sunglasses on and slumped into the backseat of the car as she tried to hide from the coming menace. Her demeanor had changed from reluctant to fearful.
    Everyone started chatting in a much more reserved tone as Darryl eased through the parking lot. His engine hummed as he crept by everyone who was pretending not to notice him. It was hard to tell what he was doing inside his car because his windows are tinted very dark, but I assumed he was creeping to see if Shade was around. People began leaving Sandra’s car, bidding farewell to Shade.
    I couldn’t blame them for walking away now that an unpredictable Darryl was here. But I couldn’t believe how cowardly these actions were, nonetheless I mean, if they were true friends, they would stay and support her, no matter how Darryl or his friends may act towards them. Only Sandra remained by her side.
    I only took my gaze off Shade briefly, simultaneously trying to watch her and Darryl’s actions. He parked on the other side of the small plaza covered with cement tables and chairs in front of us.
    He killed the engine and got out ; three of his friends followed. Meanwhile, Shade slumped even lower in the vehicle. She kept her head tilted down. Sandra leaned down and appeared to be giving words of encouragement.
    Everyone, including Scruffy and myself, pretended to be talking amongst ourselves. But it was obvious we were all keeping one eye on the potential scenario that may unfold.
    Darryl’s eyes locked onto the convertible. Without any hesitation, he started walking straight toward the car. The rest of his buddies just glared from behind him, smirking in support.
    Shade looked at her friend for reassurance. Sandra stroked her hair in a nurturing fashion as they spoke to each other, steadily watching every step the wolf took towards them.
    H is glare stayed fixated on his ex. Sandra spoke to her battered friend again and waved at her as if to ask if it was okay for her to walk away briefly. Darryl stood close to the two ladies as Sandra spoke into Shade’s ear while giving her a comforting hug.
    With one of the fiercest stares I have ever seen a girl give a guy, Sandra stalked past Darryl to join her girlfriends a few feet away, never taking an eye off the feuding couple in the event she was needed. Even Scruffy’s motor mouth was put on hiatus.
    His hands