“Crazy God Mother II” Excerpt 11.1, “Revenge”

“Sorry I have bipolar, so I seriously don’t know what’s going on,” Me.

“I will make you remember,” Boshi.

When there is an empty room in my apartment, you do not know who lives there.

It was a sunny day and I traveled back to New York to see my husband.

My husband recently got surgery and I told him that I seriously like the game we play, not knowing each other.

He told me he got a new Mug and I told him that I got a new outfit.

My uncle, another young uncle who asked me to spend Thanksgiving with him.

I told him that I need to go to the gym first unless it is closed.

“It is closed,” Me, “I will admit that was just a rush. Something happens and goes away. But how did it happen?”

“……” Boshi.

“I just don’t know what did we do. You know there was a time in the U.S. I can randomly meet people online and then the second day, no one knows each other,” me.

“You do not know what I know,” Boshi.

No way, he cannot know me more than myself.

I went to Momi’s bar on Friday and Saturday. I am so enjoy my new identity as a promoter and also I found out one secret of the bar, the pool table.

“Ok this makes sense. Now I am telling you, see when we watch them playing, the pool table picks the winner, the winner has to work as well,” Me.

“Why does it relevant?” Boshi.

“Because it is a provable fact not someone tells you what’s the truth without supporting evidence, now it is 2026,” Me.

I went back to the home and then fell asleep.

“Dude why you are here? Moving somewhere else,” a rude neighbor.

“Oh, it is my granduncle’s unit and the area seems real to me,” me.

“Watch out! my dog may bite you,” a lady on the same day being rude to me.

When you assume U.S. is civil, the uncivil neighborhood you do not believe no more.

Because of the price of the real estate, anything can happen.

In the evening after I won big at Momi’s bar, I came back home with my grocery bag and plus I was waiting for someone.

“Damn, the key don’t work no more,” Me.

“How much you pay me this time?” Boshi.

“You tell me,” Me.

“Open the first lock, 95 dollars. Open the door 350 dollars,” Boshi was helping me open the door where the hole of the lock was stuck with something.

“Is it serious?” Me.

“I do not know but the middle one locked as well, another $ 100” Boshi.

“Ok, $ 550 let’s call it a deal and of course, my car purchsing plan is gone for now,” Me.

After we entered the door and I looked at him, “wait, now it is just 12:10 am. Bye!”