Cindi was going home alone on the subway this afternoon because she was late leaving school. Usually her friends, Sarah and Nicole would ride with her...and they would talk about school and boys and other silly things. Today she was by herself. She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading north to the Bronx.She placed the heavy book bag on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Cindi gripped the metal pole with both hands to keep her balance. After lunch he decided to go shopping for a while. He put on a nice pink floral dress and matching shoes, white gloves, and a pretty hat, and touched up his makeup. As he looked in the mirror, he was pleased overall. He prided himself on his youthful figure, and thought he was still pretty enough to keep Andrea's interest after all these years. He remembered when they first met. Ralphie was a blossoming boy of seventeen. He had been squaredancing at a youth function, and had decided to. “I’m the Mayor and I demand access to the grounds.”“The grounds have not been deemed safe yet; we are trying to get people out of here, not let more people in to be in the way. You will have to wait,” I replied.In a much louder voice, almost a scream, “I’m Mayor Daharr and I demand!”I had my feet set expecting it to get ugly and promptly threw him over the hood of his official car like a bag of trash.I leaped over the hood after him; when he stopped rolling, I was there.Andy and Len stopped his. Yeah, with a hook. I smiled a little, sat in the living room facing the patio doors with just enough light on to be visible. At 12:30 a shadow crossed the patio, and then the door jerked to the side. Sonny came into the room, angry. ‘Bitch, you hit me too hard, and you’re going to pay. I’m glad you’re nearly naked, I would have torn your clothes off if you weren’t.’ He started toward me and then got his first surprise. I stood and pointed my Ithaca 16 gauge right at his middle. ‘Sonny, you.