Back All City
Chapters (19)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Part One Makayla—November
  4. Part Two Evann—November
  5. Part Three Jesse—November
  6. Part Four Makayla—December
  7. Part Five Evann—December
  8. Part Six Jesse—December
  9. Part Seven Makayla—January
  10. Part Eight Evann—January
  11. Part Nine Jesse—January
  12. Part Ten Makayla—March
  13. Part Eleven Evann—April
  14. Part Twelve Jesse—May
  15. Part Thirteen Makayla—May
  16. Part Fourteen Evann—May
  17. Part Fifteen Jesse—May
  18. Epilogue
  19. Acknowledgments

I slowly extracted myself from Jaden’s arms, and from between him and the boy. I didn’t see how I would get all of us out to Gravesend. Where had my resolve to help people here gone? It had disappeared when I saw the reality of the place. I guess in my head, it had been some clean little emergency room, and I’d been wearing a candy striper uniform. Numptie, I was always such a goddamn numptie.

I stood up straight. Jaden would know where I went. And he would be there to watch the boy until I came back. I wished I could say goodbye, in case things went wrong, in case we never saw each other again. Then I realized that I could. I leaned down and kissed him on the forehead as gently as I could. Jaden smiled in his sleep, but, other than that, didn’t stir. I quietly made my way to the door. A wave of tenderness washed through me seeing the same smile that had been making me happy for years. That smile was for me now, just for me, and maybe I was phrenic to leave it behind.

There were more people out there than there had been when we came in. I could barely walk down the hall for all the people. I fit my combat boots into spaces around the edges of mats and blankets. I passed by a man who was lying on the ground, restrained in zip ties. He squirmed toward me as I walked by, and I tried to look cool while I was getting away from him, but it was impossible not to jump and scamper. I passed by a nook off the hallway filled with shit and piss. The two were running in a puddle toward the rest of the hall. The smell was ’trosh.

“Hello?” I called into a room. I was looking for someone upswing, someone who might help me figure out a way out of there and to Gravesend.

I peeked inside the room. There were people huddled up all over it. As I looked around, I realized that the people I saw around me in the emergency shelter were the people I had thought were disappearing from the neighborhood. The people I had known the whole time I lived there. We were still there, it seemed, and in some fucked-up irony, we were the ones who had stayed after all. Well, here was the old neighborhood I’d been looking for. Here were the people. And all it took was a natural disaster hitting and everyone forgetting about us to bring us back out.