Ridiculously Early Sneak Peek: Robbie Forester (Opening)
At first I thought it all began with a foul—if an elbow to the head’s not a foul, then what is?— but I figured out, maybe not as soon as I should have, that the beginning had come a little earlier. Just five or six hours, in fact, with me on my way to school and no time to lose. The second the doors of the subway car slid open, I jumped out, hurried along the platform, and took the stairs to street level two at a time. At the top, I was turning left, all set to run the block and a half to school, when I noticed something not right in front
of the newsstand by the subway entrance. A homeless woman who’d been sitting outside for the past few weeks—homeless, please help read the writing on the coffee cup she always held—was out there again, only now she’d tipped over and lay on her side. It must have
just happened, because none of the people around—and there were lots—had gone to her yet. So I did.
I leaned over her. The woman was old, with white hair and a lined face, but maybe because her eyes were closed, I suddenly had this vision of how she’d looked as a young girl. She’d been really pretty. Something about that took away the fear I’d normally have had at such a moment.
“Are you all right?” I said.
Her eyes opened—blue eyes, but so faded there was hardly any color at all, except for the whites, which were crisscrossed with red veins. “Do I look all right?” she said, her voice surprisingly strong and not at all friendly.
I didn’t know what to say.
From Robbie Forester and the Outlaws of Sherwood St. (Jan. 19, 2012, Philomel). Conclusion of this scene next Sunday.
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