Darnell was shooting hoops when he heard the news.
“Damn!” his friend Reggie yelled, checking his phone.
“What?”
“Andre’s gone.”
“Gone?”
“Dead.”
“Dead?”
“Yeah.”
“How?”
“Car crash.”
“You’re shitting me.”
“I wish,” said Reggie, shaking his head.
He put his phone down. Darnell tossed him the ball. Reggie took a shot and missed. Darnell grabbed the rebound and put it up clean through the rusted rim.
“Man, Andre was the best,” Darnell said.
“Yeah, he was one hell of a ball player.”
“He was a lot more than that.”
“Play to 20?” Reggie asked.
“Naw,” said Darnell. “I got homework.”
“Damn!” his friend Reggie yelled, checking his phone.
“What?”
“Andre’s gone.”
“Gone?”
“Dead.”
“Dead?”
“Yeah.”
“How?”
“Car crash.”
“You’re shitting me.”
“I wish,” said Reggie, shaking his head.
He put his phone down. Darnell tossed him the ball. Reggie took a shot and missed. Darnell grabbed the rebound and put it up clean through the rusted rim.
“Man, Andre was the best,” Darnell said.
“Yeah, he was one hell of a ball player.”
“He was a lot more than that.”
“Play to 20?” Reggie asked.
“Naw,” said Darnell. “I got homework.”
