I hadn’t done any work on the Singhs’ portrait since my sketch last Saturday. I promised that I’d have studio time on Saturday afternoon, but that this was reality now that I was back in classes. I was only going to get to paint in my studio about once or, at best, twice a week. I was really surprised, though, when she faced me with another issue.“You aren’t taking advantage of Wendy, are you?”“Clarice! Why would you even think that? Wendy’s my friend.”“She’s staying at your house. She served everyone at your party. She was cleaning the kitchen and mopping the floors when I left Saturday night. She looked like a servant.”“How much do you know about Wendy?” I asked point-blank.“Enough to tell that she’s been abused in the past and has lost every shred of her confidence. She is not the same girl that was working here a year and a half ago.”“I don’t think she’s the same girl that was working here last spring,” I said. “She’s gone through shit. She’s still very closed and private about. He kept me safe. In the beginning, people weren’t afraid of me. I looked like any other square saltine cracker, which doesn’t exactly strike fear into black gangstas. Bear struck plenty of fear into everyone he met. He was immense, and muscular, like that big retard from the ‘Green Mile.’ He had a huge scar that ran down one cheek to the corner of his mouth. He had confessed to me once that his mother had cut him one day when she was dusted out of her fucking mind. After a while, I think people were more afraid of me than Bear, thanks to seeming random acts of horrible violence. I could walk the street in one of the worst neighborhoods in the D, and people would move out of my way. Some would even cross the street, and nobody would look me in the eye. That is projecting true fear, and that is how that I survived in the fucked up world that I was in. I would show up at one of our crack houses, in a random pattern, and collect our money. If the niggas had our money, then everything was.
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