บท 57: Stranger Danger

Sunday morning, I am up real early wanting to get to the skate park as soon as possible. As soon as I land Frankie jumps the railings and runs over to me. “Hurry up we need you.”

“Whoa calm. What is wrong?”

“Mi’s having a fit.”

“A real fit or a tantrum?”

“It’s like he’s being possessed by Lucifer.”

“Really?” I cannot believe Mi is suffering that badly from marijuana withdrawal. How wrong I have been. Once in the skate park I see Mi laid in the deepest bowl, scrunched up, with his hands clutching the side of his head. What have I done supplying my Pig with that evil shit? I run down the bowl to sit with him.

“Smack me. Smack me. Smack me,” wails Mi.

I give him the lightest smack to the shoulder. “You’re doing great.”

“Can’t we give him a tiny bit?” Frankie leans over the top of the bowl.

“No! I don’t want any. Well I do but have to go no, bro.”

“Are you physically hurting or is this mental pain?”

“I have a headache. Keep smacking me.”