Who Do You Trust?

Joe cleared his throat.

“I know the person who was shot. She was a good person who was sad a lot of the time, if you know what I mean.”

“Did you see what happened?” the reporter asked.

“No, I just heard the ambulances.”

"What was her name?"

"Her name was Roberta Johnson," Joe replied.

“There’s a few gangs in the neighborhood, right?”


“Was she a member of a gang?”

Joe remembered last year when Roberta had hung out with a group of kids. To him, this group was not a gang—they hadn’t done anything violent.

“There was a group she hung out with—they called themselves the Blue Street County. But they weren’t a gang really. They never--”

“Sounds like a gang,” the reporter interrupted.

The lights behind the TV camera were bright and it was difficult for Joe to see the reporter. But Joe thought he saw him smile.

Joe began to get nervous. “I gotta go.”


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