Have you ever wondered what a human life is worth? That morning, my brother's was worth a pocket watch.

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“Let me tell you something 'bout these rich Uptown folk," said Cokie. "They got …”

“I wasn't certain of anything anymore, except that New Orleans was a faithless f…”

“My breathing slowed. I shaded her thick chestnut hair resting in a smooth curve…”