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last two caps he had. Instead of spending forty dollars with him, I handed him twenty. I was somewhat disappointed, but I figured I’d be all right since I had two caps with which to start off the night.
    As I headed away from the crowd, Ty followed on my heels. It was no secret he wanted to get a hit of my dope since he was the one who hooked me up with it, so I allowed him to tag along.
    It was his idea to take me to the new candy shop on the corner of Washington and Okeefe Street. The entire house was painted a soft pink color and it stood out among all the houses on the block.
    As we approached the house, Ty insisted that we enter through the back door. It was dark as hell traveling down the side of this house. Ty didn’t make it any better by having me walk through a bunch of fucking bushes. But this was the only way to get to the back door, so I had to go through the motions.
    The lady of the house met us at the back door. “Hey, Brenda, this is my girl, Faith. We just trying to get a little shelter for a few minutes,” he told her, which meant we needed a spot where we could get high.
    She stepped to the side and allowed us to come in. “What y’all got?” she wanted to know.
    “We picked some of that fire up from that nigga Duke,” Ty replied.
    “Oh, shit! He’s back out there?”
    “He was, but he just left to go re-up. Me and Faith got the last two caps.”
    Brenda nodded and started smiling like she’d just struck gold or something. I looked at her troll looking ass like she was crazy. There was no way in the world I was going to share my dope with her and Ty. Both caps were only filled halfway, so they needed to get the fuck back.
    From what I could see, the house was packed with all the neighborhood crack heads and junkies. It never ceased to amaze me how every drug addict migrated to the same spot. When the narcotics police detectives shut down one spot, junkies like Ty and me always found another one. Candy shops were all over the fucking place.
    “You got a needle?” I asked Brenda.
    “I don’t have any new ones, but you can use this one,” she said and handed me a needle from her pocket. I took it from her and entered into the living room area of the house. There were two other people in there nodding their asses off. Both of them were men and they looked like they were in a zone. I figured they must’ve gotten their dope from Duke too, because they were laid out across the floor in a deep zone. They looked high as a kite.
    Now of course there was nowhere for any of us to sit, so we got down on the floor and got into a small circle. Brenda pulled out a spoon and a lighter so we could get the party started. “I ain’t got no filter,” she informed us.
    Ty looked around the room and noticed that one of the other junkies had an old cigarette butt lying next to his needle. Some of the filter material was already hanging out of the butt of the cigarette, so Ty grabbed what was left of it. I was sure that junkie didn’t mind, since he was already in la-la land.
    “Let’s get this show on the road,” I said as I watched Ty pulling the rest of the filter from the cigarette. Seconds later the dope was mixed in with a teaspoon of water and it was sitting over an open flame from Ty’s cigarette lighter. When the dope started boiling, I took it out of Ty’s hand and stuck the filter in it to keep the garbage from being sucked up into the syringe. And then I pushed that bad boy right into that fat ass vein I had poking out in the creases of my left arm. If Ty and Brenda weren’t there, I would’ve emptied the entire needle into my arm. But he and Brenda both watched me closely, and when it looked like I was about to empty all the heroin into my vein, Brenda snatched the fucking needle from my arm.
    “What the fuck are you doing?” I snapped as I watched blood drip from my arm. I started to back hand slap the bitch, but the heroin started taking effect immediately. Instead of going off on