It started that first night when I caught my Uncle J staring at my boobs. It was very clear that my uncle liked young girls; young pretty black girls.... My dad and his step brother was never really close, as a matter of fact they barely knew one another. But when my folks were killed in a car crash I had no other living family member to go to. I was s*******n and alone for the first time. My dad’s mom died when he was just four years old, as a result my grandfather remarried a white woman,. Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every night. It wasn't anything like her internship teaching which had been in a nice county school. The inner city was brutal. And scary. Leah had wanted to reach out and touch the lives of children but she saw that students has zero respect for teachers and the demographics of the inner city school left her the victim of many cruel remarks from students who simply didn't care and who weren't punished by the. Rode into Manhattan, New York, on a royal chariot, a Greyhound bus to be exact, with all of $50 in my pocket. Port Authority Terminal has got to be one of the most depressing shitholes on this ball of mud. Row upon row of dented, flaking gray-painted steel lockers, travelers and transients with backpacks and suitcases rubbing the sleep out of their eyes, pimps and hustlers, and miscellaneous whackos muttering to themselves about the end of the world, with only an occasional scared-looking cop. .. no, not normally... you’d be lucky to see a handful of the brightest stars from a back garden. On a street like this the only thing you would ever see would be the moon and if it was low down it would often be a horrible dirty orange colour.” I continued to gaze up holding Suzie’s arm tightly, “there has been a power cut and all the lights are out.” I lowered my gaze and looked around, I wasn’t the only one who had been gazing up at the stars; s**ttered along the street were probably a dozen.