for a lot of people who are a hundred percent zoo inside their head.
Dogwalker comes to me one day at Carolina Circle, where Iâm playing pinball standing on a stool. He didnât say nothing, just gave me a shove, so naturally he got my elbow in his balls. I get a lot of twelve-year-olds trying to shove me around at the arcades, so Iâm used to teaching them lessons. Jack the Giant Killer. Hero of the fourth graders. I usually go for the stomach, only Dogwalker wasnât a twelve-year-old, so my elbow hit low.
I knew the second I hit him that this wasnât no kid. I didnât know Dogwalker from God, but he gots the look, you know, like he been hungry before, and he donât care what he eats these days.
Only he got no ice and he got no slice, just sits there on the floor with his back up against the Eat Shiâite game, holding his boodle and looking at me like I was a baby he had to diaper. âI hope youâre Goo Boy,â he says, âcause if you ainât, Iâm gonna give you back to your mama in three little tupperware bowls.â He doesnât sound like heâs making a threat, though. He sounds like heâs chief weeper at his own funeral.
âYou want to do business, use your mouth, not your hands,â I says. Only I say it real apoplectic, which is the same as apologetic except you are also still pissed.
âCome with me,â he says. âI got to go buy me a truss. You pay the tax out of your allowance.â
So we went to Iveyâs and stood around in childrenâs wear while he made his pitch. âOne P-word,â he says, âonly there canât be no mistake. If thereâs a mistake, a guy loses his job and maybe goes to jail.â
So I told him no. Three chances in ten, thatâs the best I can do. No guarantees. My record speaks for itself, but nobodyâs perfect, and I ainât even close.
âCome on,â he says, âyou got to have ways to make sure, right? If you can do three times out of ten, what if you find out more about the guy? What if you meet him?â
âOK, maybe fifty-fifty.â
âLook, we canât go back for seconds. So maybe you canât get it. But do you know when you ainât got it?â
âMaybe half the time when Iâm wrong, I know Iâm wrong.â
âSo we got three out of four that youâll know whether you got it?â
âNo,â says I. âCause half the time when Iâm right, I donât know Iâm right.â
âShee-it,â he says. âThis is like doing business with my baby brother.â
âYou canât afford me anyway,â I says. âI pull two dimes minimum, and you barely got breakfast on your gold card.â
âIâm offering a cut.â
âI donât want a cut. I want cash.â
âSure thing,â he says. He looks around, real careful. As if they wired the sign that said Boys Briefs Sizes 10â12. âI got an inside man at Federal Coding,â he says.
âThatâs nothing,â I says. âI got a bug up the First Ladyâs ass, and forty hours on tape of her breaking wind.â
I got a mouth. I know I got a mouth. I especially know it when he jams my face into a pile of shorts and says, âSuck on this, Goo Boy.â
I hate it when people push me around. And I know ways to make them stop. This time all I had to do was cry. Real loud, like he was hurting me. Everybody looks when a kid starts crying. âIâll be good.â I kept saying it. âDonât hurt me no more! Iâll be good.â
âShut up,â he says. âEverybodyâs looking.â
âDonât you ever shove me around again,â I says. âIâm at least ten years older than you, and a hell of a lot more than ten years smarter. Now Iâm leaving this store, and if I see you coming after me, Iâll start screaming about how you zipped down and
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