This kid never felt that he was accepted by his family. He always felt that he had been adopted but all DNA kept him rooted to the nuclear family that he found himself in. On the streets of Brooklyn he found himself an awkward animal in a jungle of ferocious carnivores while he was the only one nibbling on the banana tree. Lynn even found his name to be the peacock feather on his back. In a wold full of Javons and Trakitias he thought his name was a little too casual for the terrain. Besides his name Lynn was one of the hardest Negros you would've come by in Crown Heights, Walking down the street Lynn found himself thinking about the way that light hit his shoulders. We have to admit that Lynn with all of his troubles, spent most of his time thinking about another man whose name was Leo. Not his job, his three older brothers, the fact he had not completed any of his schoolwork in a month, or the lack of rent money flowing into his and his mothers house. He just thought about him. There was little else on his mind but the stream of sweat trickling down his back. You know the kind that form that stain at the small of a mans back. Lynn collected his thoughts as he walked up the stairs of his brownstone and into his apartment.. He found his mother and his second oldest brother Trevor cooking.
Trevor: Hey Nigga, did you remember to bring me my cigarettes?
Lynn: No, I didn’t remember the milk either Mama.
Jane: Well damn, why did you walk though all of that heat in the first place?
Lynn: I’m not sure.
Trevor: Just like you Lynnie, walking without any damn purpose; You were probably daydreaming the whole way.
Lynn wanted to admit that Trevor was right,which was the usual case with what came out of Trevor's mouth. You see Trevor has the uncanny ability to speak Lynn's mind before the words could escape his mouth. Lynn found himself in a constant battle with Trevor's tongue
Jane: It’s ok baby, I bet with all that heat anyone could remember milk.
Trevor: Yeah but you should have remembered my cigarettes through.
Jane: Leave your brother alone.
Trevor: It’s alright Ma, I’ll go pick some up. Newports?
Trevor: Is a pigs pussy pork?
Jane: Language
The brothers share a laugh as Trevor went out the door.
Trevor: And bring me back all my change Nigga!!.
The temperature difference was 19 degrees in the shade, so Lynn automatically began to sweat as his black skin found the sunlight. As he wiped fresh sweat from his brow, he wondered what Leo’s inner thigh felt/tasted like. Just then a quick flash of light passed over Lynn's eyes and the felt his knees turn to jelly, he fell to his knees and the flat onto a face. A bullet had passed through his chest and another through his pelvis. He felt cold and hot all at the same time as he swallowed blood from the pool forming at his mouth. Lynn did not see his life flash before his eyes, rather the veil slowly peel its way back into a haze of grey. His eyes closed and he was gone.
Jane sits at her living room as Don comes down the stairs.
Don: Momma, its time to go to the grave site.
Jane: I’m not going.
Don: Momma,
Jane: Don’t start with me Donald, if I go then it’s real and I’m not ready to say goodbye.
Don: Look Momma Lynn is always going to be with you, but I will not watch you turn yourself inside out over something that you had no control over.
Jane: I could have stopped him from going out.
Don: You didn’t know, neither did Trevor. So can we please go now, you know they aren’t going to start until we get there.
Jane picks up her purse from the floor and begins to walk out of the room. After a few steps her knees gives out and she reaches out for Don as another wave of tears overcomes he body. Jane: (Through Tears) I can't I can't I can't. Don just holds his mother up as he has the past few days as his mother melts into his arms. Honestly no one figured that Lynn would be the first of the children to die. He was the dream child. The one whose everyone's dreams were loaded into. He would be the first one to go to college, go on to move out of Brooklyn.
A tall mature man comes through the front door, a tough of grey hair on the right side of his ebony head labeled him leader of the pack.
Gary: Will the two of you hurry up, damn I know we black but we got to kinda be on time.
Don: Dad, Mom says shes not going to go,(and she's kind of having a moment)
Seeing that his ex wife is in shambles Gary takes the place of Don and whispers in Jane's ear Gary: Honey, I know how hard this is for you, hell he was my boy too, but you can't run from this now. we are here and we're not going to leave your side, just know that he's up there smiling down on all of us, and that we all love you, I love you and we are going to make it through this, I don;t know how, but we will.
Jane leans into her ex a little so as to stand on her own two feet. She looks into his eyes. "Lets go bury our baby"
