“How did we get here” Alfred said, “ New York University , NYU.”  

“I don’t know Alfred,Only two years ago I was addicted to heroin and now I am going for my ma-”  James stated 

“Why are you late, you were supposed to be in class ten minutes ago!” The teacher yelled 

“ Sorry we were not sure how to get here.” Alfred said 

“ Well, sit down, this is the last time you guys get a pass I-” The teacher said 

“ I am sorry,” Alferd said “We live far away and there was not a bus from harlem to NYU, so we had to walk.” 

“Just sit down” The teacher puffed 

After Class Alfred goes to “Alfred Brook’s Boxing Gym.” Mr.Donatelli passed away last year at the age of 62, after being in the car accident. Alfred bought the gym and now trains boxers under mr.donatelli techniques.

“How is it going,Will.”, Alfred said 

“Good but I want to do some actual Boxing” ,claimed Will 

“ I was in the same spot as you,Mr. Donatelli made me train for months before actually getting in the ring.” , Alfred Told Will , “ I think it has been enough time, you can get in there and try.” 

“Alright”,  Will said excitedly.  

“Who do you want to verse.” Alfred said  

“Rodriguez” Will said confidently  

“ Rodriguez, He is the best boxer here” Alfred said, “ He will kill you” 

“ What about Klein”, Alfred questioned 

“ Klein” Will questioned 

“What is wrong with him,” Alfred questioned 

"He has not won a match,” Will said 

“Well you haven’t either,” Alfred told Will

“I want to show everybody I can beat the top guy,” Will stated 

“But if you lose, you will look like a fool,” Alfred said, “Mr.Donatelli always said, you have to be a contender before you be a champion” Alfred told Will “ Let’s start with Klein,ok,” 

“Sure” 

James works at an after school program at Harlem elementary school. 

“Stop running, jake” James yelled, “get back here”  

“Come get me” Jake said 

“ Don’t run into the street” James yelled “Stop running now or you get detention for a week.” 

“ Ok I will come back” Jake said 

“Good” James said 

 

“Thank you, everybody” Alfred said, “ Mr. Donatelli started this gym on March 23, 1953 and he would love to see all of you here just for him.” 

“ Today, we will be celebrating 30 year of this boxing gym” James told the audience  

“ It had some name changes but it is still the same gym, you  trust and love.” Alfred said 

“ Now, we will like to present this movie of the legacy of Mr. Donatelli” James said   

             

“Why did he have to go, why” Alfred cried to himself, “ He didn’t have to go like that, he had so many more years to go.”   

“What did you say, Alfred” James questioned  

“Nothing, just getting a little choked up” Alfred said  

“I’m sorry, Al’” James apologized 

“It’s ok, you have nothing to apologize about.”  Alfred said 

“Happy birthday, Alfred” Aunt pearl said   

“Thanks” Alfred said 

“ You ready for tonight” Aunt pearl said excitedly  

“ Ya, palumbo’s, the best italian restaurant in all of Harlem” Alfred said  

“ Hay, how you doing, birthday boy” James yelled 

“Hay, don’t you have to work today” Alfred yelled  

“I got off, I wasn’t going to miss my buddies birthday, and a free dinner” James said, “ Can’t wait for palumbo's” 

“Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Alfred, Happy birthday to you.”  

Alfred went on to get his masters in physical education at NYU, James got his masters in teaching and got a job at Harlem Middle school. Alfred still lives in Harlem but now has a wife and two kids, James also still lives in Harlem and has a wife and no kids. Alfred and James are neighbors and see each other everyday.  Aunt Pearl died at the age of 81 and was buried at the Harlem cemetery.  This was the story of Alfred Brooks, James Mosley, and their Friendship.  

“So where do you want to go?” James said.

“Em, what about that big hill over there.”

They walked over to the hill, gazing over it at its bright green grass as it swayed in the wind. They started walking up this giant hill.

“Geez, this thing has to be like twenty eight feet tall.” James said as he chuckled.

“I don't know. Looks pretty small to me.” Alfred jokingly said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, shut up.”

When they had finally gotten to the top and looked up there was a dark alluring sky. It was filled with all sorts of colors and beauties. The stars sparked in the midst of the narrow sky. The wind blowing through the trees as the leaves fell down to the silk grass. The air smelled fresher than ever. They stood there and stared at the narrowed down sky as they took in all of its beauty.

“Did you know that all of those stars up there represent the people who passed through the years.” Alfred said as he looked at James.

Alfred sat on the silky grass thinking of all the people that have devoted their lives over the years. James just stood there looking up to the starry sky. 

“Hello? Earth to James.” 

James just stood there. Alfred looked up in confusion.

“No, I heard something different. I heard that when you die you get reincarnated into something depending on what you did in your past life.” 

“Huh.” Alfred said in confusion as he looked away from James.

“Well what I mean is, it depended what kind of person you were. Like right now you're a human being. I like to believe that we all started off as something small like a spider. As you were that spider depending if you have an exceptional life or an evil life that whole time of your years you would get upgraded or downgraded. So you say you were terrible in that life, you would like a mosquito in your next life. Or if you were good that life you pass on to be a butterfly and so on.”

“So you're saying if I was bad this life I would get downgraded into a fly?”

“Yeah, basically.” James started to walk back down the hill.

Alfred got up off of the silky grass and started following him. James got into the car.

“Hey, you alright?” Alfred asked with a worried look.

“Yeah. It’s just getting really chilly out. Hey um. Do you think you could drive me home?”

“Yeah, yeah. Of course” Alfred said in relief.

Alfred got into the car, started the rusty engine and drove off. When they arrived at James’ destination they said their goodbyes and Alfred drove off into the starry night.

When Alfred arrived home he took off his shoes, hopped on his bed and passed out.

 

 “ You gotta turn right here Alfred” James mumbled when in the car, but Alfred wasn’t paying any attention. “ What’s wrong with you man, what’s going on in your head?” 

“ Nothin”, Alfred mumbled “ just distracted.” He kept on the same road, going on for miles and miles. 

Finally they arrived at Henry’s new gym, it was a nice place, looked old and a light blue color. Alfred and James were greeted by a familiar face, the one and only Mr.Donatelli. “ Hey there Alfred, what’s been going on?”

“ Working, still not giving up on boxing you know, and I-.” Alfred paused when Donatelli interrupted. 

“ Ah still working on boxing huh, been to any fights lately?” 

“ Just a couple” Alfred muttered,” haven’t been in the mood these days.” He shrugged, than strolled right past Donatelli into Henry’s gym. 

“ Welcome!” Henry shouted with a big smile on his face. He was wearing a nice, new outfit for the opening. It was a black dress suit with a red bow tie. “I’m thrilled you guys were able to make it!  How you guys been?”

“I've been alright” James sighed, “been better, work has been though.” Walking through the gym Alfred noticed a showcase with his name in bolded letters. Inside was his first pair of boxing gloves.

“ What’s all this?” Alfred exclaimed to Henry

“ Your first pair of boxing gloves”

“ Oh yeah? Why they up here?”

“ So that if kids I train feel like quitting, I bring them over here. I show them your gloves 

and tell them that you wanted to quit, but kept pushing and never wanted to stop.” A grin started to sprout on Alfred’s face. “ Alright let's finish lookin at this place.”  After walking around for a bit longer the 3 of them made it back to the front of the gym “ Well that's really all I got so far in here, but I’m getting new equipment soon and would love it if you guys can help me set it up.”

“ We’ll be there” James chuckled with joy in his eyes. 

“ Will do” added Afred. James and Alfred got into the car and started back to their apartment. 

The next morning Alfred went for a run in the park and saw the 2 police officers he saw on his first run. When Alfred was just about to pass them, they stopped him, “ Ah back to trouble I see.”

“No sir” replied Alfred, “ just going for a run.” He continued on with his run, then headed back to his apartment. James was making breakfast when he got inside. “ Hey James can I ha-”

James interrupted 

“ Two boiled eggs and tea I assume?”

“ Spot on.”

After breakfast, James and Alfred got into the car and went back to Henry’s gym.

“ Great, you're here just in time, all the equipment just got here!”

After lugging everything into the building, they started to unwrap the new machines. 

“ Wow these are great!” Alfred exclaimed

“ You guys can come to the gym anytime you want to workout. It would be an honor for the kids to get to workout with you guys once in a while. Al you in?” A spark went through Alfreds eyes.

“ You know it” 

“No, thanks I've got to head to bed so i'm not super tired later, i'm going out with James tonight”  Alfred tries to be respectful, but he's had a long day at practice and would really  like to rest. “Well what time are you going with James, Alfred?”

“he's coming by here around 6:30” It’s been a while since Alfred and James got together, he's been busy with school. Though they haven’t seen each other too often Alfred is content, James is 5 years sober, he pulled his life together, I mean man he's got a family  even a dog! I recently got married to my wife Izzie. She's great, we are expecting our first child in december! It was five to 6:30 and James pulled up in front of the house. 

“Long time no see, hop in let’s play some music!”

 Alfred jumped on in the first seat of the freshly cleaned car, there was music playing and James looked so happy, so put together.  On the way to the restaurant Alfred and James mostly caught up a bit, but by the time we finally arrived at “Joes” we remembered how to have some fun! Not fun as in dangerous drugs but fun as in have a genuinely good time laughing, and making jokes. We went inside and got seated at a nice table by the window. ‘The place was nice Alfred thought not too fancy, but not too casual’ I would say the only unfortunate event that happened that night was that by the time  we arrived at home it was nearly half past 12:00! “I guess time really does fly when you're having fun!”exclaims James

“Oh we couldn't have gone out  for that long, right?”

“Well if I were you I would hurry up and get inside, say hi for Izzie will ya!” announced James

“Sure, see you soon James! Oh and thanks for tonight” replied Alfred. ‘I’m happy for James I really am, but he's not the James that I know anymore.’ Alfred thought to himself before entering the house. He pulled open the door to see Izzie waiting for him on the couch. “You’re late” 

“I know I'm sorry we were just talking and then before I knew-” Izzie cuts off Alfred.

“Well are you gonna keep going on, or are you going to come sit and tell me all about it” by the time Alfred was dozing off it was so late he could already hear the birds chirping outside their bedroom window. It was difficult trying to fall asleep, he couldn’t stop thinking about the fun old times with James. Stories and pictures appeared inside of his head, but after a long night of tossing and turning he was finally able to get some sleep. Tomorrow is always another day!

“Four, five, six”, Alfred watches as James is on the ground, just like Griffin on his second win and yells loud for James to get up. He feels like he doesn't hear him. “Booo, get this kid outta here”, someone from the crowd yells. “Seven, eigh-”, James gets up and as his opponent thinks he won, James uppercuts his jaw and the contender falls to the ground, almost dead-like. Half of the crowd cheers as the rest boos about his K.O. 

It is around midnight and after the celebration party, Henry drives Alfred and James home feeling exhausted. “Take me to the clubroom actually,” James announced, “I wanna see something for a second.” What would he want to go to the clubroom this late at night to see- Alfred thought.

 As they make a sharp right turn to head to the clubroom, the car turns and the car goes tumbling down a little hill. The back of the car hit the stone walkway and the car stopped upside-down. In his field of vision, he sees another car and a person running towards them as his vision feels like it’s closing in.

James wakes up to find himself in a familiar place and sees a blurry silhouette. Around him he smells coffee and a nice, pleasant aroma that smells like flowers ut can quite determine what it is.

As he focuses more he sees Henry at a distance standing talking to a woman wearing white clothing and a red cross like on her white hat. After the person walks away, Henry notices James awake. Now that his vision is more clear, he sees he is in a hospital and sees that the sun is going up so it must be almost sunrise. The nice and pleasant smell was a rose bush near him. That woman was probably a nurse, James thought. 

Henry walked over to James and said something about a “driver hit us on the road,” When he notices something or someone isn't there. “How are you feeling?” Henry says.

“Fine but, where’s Alfred? Is he hurt?” James said as he looked around him and saw no sign of Alfred. James follows Henry to a hospital bed and Alfred is lying down on the bed and notices more bruises on his body then his. “He got hurt pretty badly.” Henry announced. James is worried that something like this happened to his friend, if not his best friend. If only we didn't have that party, James thought as he watched the sun rise into the sky.

   He was teaching kids that were his age when Alfred went to Donatelli´s. 

 Once the class was over Alfred gathered his things from the locker room and slowly walked down the run down stairs that meant so much to him. 

¨They are only stairs,¨ Alfred muttered, ¨the best stairs I will ever walk on.¨ 

Alfred and Henry are both coaches at Donatelli's gym.They have been for 8 years. He started to work for Donatelli after he went to night school with James. 

The walk home was like any other night, dark and lonely streets with a few ratty looking men in the allies.

 I don't mind l seeing them, James used to be one. 

The thought of James made his body stop and shiver for a few minutes. 

 Alfred started walking again, only this time he was running home. He lives in Aunt Pearls home, with his wife, 2 daughters, and his cousins, Charlene and the twins. 

Spoon and Henry came over for a while to talk with Alfred.

Alfred walked up the old rotting stairs that lead up to his bedroom. He sat on his springy bed for a while, he thought about what an amazing  life that he was able to have, with his family, his friends, and his students.

 Then he thought about James. 

Poor, poor James. Alfred thought. I wanted to make him feel better, and I did. I helped him. I ain't gonna be dragged down by this, I have so many amazing people  around me. 

He stood up and the bed swayed back and forth in the small musty room. Alfred got dressed into something more comfortable and walked down stairs.

 ¨ I can tell that you have been thinkin ´bout James.¨ Spoon said in a relaxed tone. 

¨Uh huh. He  has been on my mind since last night.¨ Alfred sighed,  starting to tear up a little.  

¨Ya man, I am so sorry about what happened to him. It was a tragedy.¨ Henry rasped, 

¨mean he was better from the drugs.¨

¨Thank you guys,  but the car hit him in an accident. It was the middle of the night. A week ago-”Alfred started, but lost his words.

It was silent for a while but it was stared back by Spoon.They talked and drank for a few hours. Around 11 Spoon and Henry both went home. Talking to them Alfred felt a lot better, even if James was not here. He tried avoiding the fact that his best friend was gone and he was not coming back. Today  was the hardest because it was James's birthday. Some days when you lose somebody you want that person back so badly, like James. And for the first time in a week he was able to have a good thought about James and not a bad one about his dark past.

Alfred said to James, “When are they gonna clean up the garbage?” 

James said,  “I have no clue but sheesh that was a nasty oder.”

They made it to the gym a little late and Alfred announced, “Sorry kids we are a little late today, but let’s The kids said, “Great!” 

Alfred and James have been working at the after school program for 5 years helping kids. They practice in Donatelli’s gym. The gym was renovated and painted to look more intriguing. When you walk in the door, there are the same steps, but now they are cleaned up and painted a dark blue color, like the night sky. The workout gym is clean and they bought brand new equipment for the boxers and kids to use. When Alfred took a good look at the gym he thought, Wow, I remember when this gym looked abandoned , but now it’s the nicest place in town.. 

The next morning, James and Alfred woke up at 8:00 AM to go to school. James wore green khaki pants and and nice white button down shirt. Alfred wore a boxing T-shirt with Mahamad Ali’s picture and black shorts. They got their high school diploma 3 years ago and they both started attending the local community college. The college was a big brick building with a lot of windows. When they entered the school, many students were talking loudly and it was distracting to James. 

He said to Alfred, “Why is it so loud in here?” 

Alfred replied, “Maybe there is an activity going on, let’s get to class”. 

“James drugs are bad for you, you gotta stop!” Alfred stated

Alfred taught James the bad sides of drugs. James listened to Alfred and started taking less drugs. The next day James goes to Alfred.  “Alfred, I'm doing great, I actually stopped taking drugs!”

Alfred remembers part of the past while talking to James. “James you were a part of the robbery right?”  Alfred claimed

“Yeah but we won't ever do it again.”

Alfred and James go back to the after school progam to teach some more.

“Ok kids how are we doing today?”

“Great!” one kid shouted.

Alfred and James start off by teaching about boxing. Both agreed they should start with the basics

“When you punch you wanna make sure your arms are straight and have much power in them.” Said James

Class ended for the day, James and Alfred went to the gym to practice boxing. The gym was empty. Alfred and James both were stretching and James pulled a muscle.

“James you ok?”

“Yeah let me sit out for today, it hurts badly I might’ve pulled it bad.” 

James was ok, he got up and worked out. Alfred left the gym he had to get home for the night. James went to the cave to relax, he had a lot on his mind after Alfred left without saying anything. The next morning Alfred met up with Donatelli. Don wasn’t feeling too well, Alfred took him to the hospital. He was diagnosed with cancer out of the blue. 

“Alfred if I die, take over the gym. That night the doctors had some bad news

“Hey Al Donatelli died.”

Al didnt know how to break the news to James so he told him with a straight face

“I'm gonna take over the gym.” 

“What are you talking about?”

“Donatelli died last night.”

“He did”

James cried and cried, he remembered the times he spent with Donatelli. Alfred tried to comfort him.

“Thanks Al, you're a great person.” 

Alfred then took James to the ice cream shop in Harlem. The bright sky widened as the clouds moved away. Alfred got chocholate and James got strawberry. They took their ice cream to their cave and just talked about life.

“Alfred how's life goin?”

“Fine I guess, I need to start boxing again.”

“Ok bet wanna go to the gym?”

“Sure, I found out that I was pretty rusty after trying to box again.” 

Alfred and James went to the gym. At the gym they met this kid named Russell.

“Hey kid, how are you doing?”

“I'm doing great!” Russell exclaimed

“That sounds amazing!” Alfred shouted with joy

“Hey Russel, could we teach you some things?”

“Sure, that sounds fun.” Russell exclaimed

Alfred started off by teaching Russell how to punch better.

“Russell you should keep your arm straight when you punch.”

Ok, is this a bit better?” Russell said

“I guess so.” Alfred replied

Alfred then left the gym. He forgot about James, so he went back to get him.

When Alfred went back into the gym he saw Russell, but this time James was teaching him.

“Hi James, what are you teaching Russell?” Alfred asked

“I'm teaching him how to box like you were.” James replied

Alfred then took James on a little trip around Harlem. The sky was cloudy, with the sun. Alfred told James to dress a little bit, so he gave James some clothes. Alfred was wearing some really black Jeans. He was looking a little dark. James was given some white clothes with a jean jacket. He looked like a group of clouds with rain. On the walk, Alfred remembered Russell from the gym and thought to himself. “Russell has loads of potential man”

Alfred told his opinion to James, James actually agreed with him. After the walk, Alfred and James both went to the cave. They sat and relaxed. Alfred was able to make a fire with a few sticks and rocks so they had warmth. 10 years passed and both Alfred and James became professional boxers. Both of them went on to become the most famous boxers to live. Both lived a great life. Even James. James didn’t have a home, so Alfred invited James to come live with him. Unfortunately many years later Alfred and James both died at 78. Russell became a professional just like Alfred. He went on to become a boxer. They all lived very happy and different lives. Even Russell....

Alfred! Shouted Aunt Pearl

Do you want some eggs and toast for breakfast?

Yes Please Aunt Pearl, said Alfred.

Packing all his things up, Alfred went to the kitchen table

Here are your eggs and toast Alfred 

Thank You Aunt Pearl

Today is the most important day of the year, I have to go to the interview for The After school recreation program. This is why I have been studying so hard this last few weeks. This is the only chance…...

Al, don't be so nervous, you are going to be fine, said aunt Pearl

Thank you Aunt Pearl, but I have to go now to the office said Alfred in a hurry.

Alfred did you pack your lunch? Shouted Aunt Pearl

Yes!! Shouted Alfred back running to catch the bus.

Many thoughts invaded Alfred’s mind, he wasn’t concentrating. He was nervous and scared. After 25 minutes, the bus stopped and for Alfred it felt like an hour. He got out of the bus and saw the big sign near the school “Interviews available today” it said. After staring at the sign and wondering if it was a good idea, he finally entered the office. It was quiet and there were a few people sitting and waiting. Suddenly a woman approached him and told him that if he was there for the interview to sit and wait for someone to call his name. Alfred went straight to a sit and waited, waited, waited. It seemed like an eternity and as time passed he was even more nervous. After a while a man called his name and invited him to enter a small room with no windows, no shelves, just a small room with a table and 2 chairs. Alfred sweating and shaking went inside and took a seat, then the man started asking questions, like why he wanted the job, what were his hobbies etc. Alfred was nervous, but he really wanted this job and make Aunt Pearl proud, so he gained courage and said what he had to say. After a while he was confident enough to continue the conversation and in a blink of an eye the interview was over, he felt as if a ton of weight was lifted from his back. He felt happy and relaxed. He then stepped out of the school and headed to the park. He wanted to go to a peaceful place to relax and cograt himself for doing the interview. While eating his lunch he saw James.

James! He shouted

Alfred, good to see you man how ya doin? Said James as he approached Alfred

Doing great said Alfred, I just finished an interview for a job.

Good for you, how is Aunt Pearl?James asked

She’s fine, she is at my house right now. Answered Alfred

Gotta go, see you next time! Said James

See ya, take care. Alfred answered.

As Alfred finished his lunch it was 4:30 pm, he went to his house and told aunt Pearl everything that happened in the interview and how he saw James. The next morning was Saturday,he couldn't sleep, he was thinking if he was going to get the job, and what he would have to do if he didn't get the job. The morning was cold, and you could hear how the blowing wind roared from anger. Aunt Pearl was out, she went to go to visit a friend of hers. Alfred didn’t feel like cooking his breakfast so he just sat to watch TV. He then opened his computer and started looking through his email if there was news from the interview, but nothing. He charged his phone so he could be aware if they called, but nothing. Suddenly it was 12:30 pm, and Alfred lost hope of getting the job, he was sullen and sad, he didn't even want anybody to mention that interview or the job ever again. After a couple of hours Aunt Pearl came in.

Hey Alfred! How are you?How did you sleep? Asked Aunt Pearl

I’m good Aunt Pearl, I slept great. Answered Alfred knowing it wasn’t true

I’m happy to hear that, is there any news about the job interview? Aunt Pearl said

Suddenly Alfred’s mouth became dry, he felt as if he had something in his throat that he couldn't get rid of, there was the feeling of the ice ball in his stomach

Not yet Aunt Pearl but i'm sure everything will be fine, replied Alfred with a very faint voice.

Wanna go to the movies Alfred? Asked Aunt Pearl

Yes! Alfred replied, he wanted to forget about the situation

Then hop on the car cuz to the movies we go! Said Aunt Pearl

They drove 10 minutes on the street to go to the movies. The building was full of lights, the smell of just made popcorn, people walking around, It just was the most joyful moment of the day for Alfred.

Here Alfred! Let's see this movie said Aunt Pearl in an exciting voice

It was a comedy movie and Alfred just needed that movie to lighten his sullen mood

Yes Aunt Pearl i’m comin’ replied Alfred

The title of the movie was “The Science of Laughter” It was hilarious, Aunt Pearl and Alfred ended up almost crying from laughter as they walked out of the movies. At this point Alfred forgot about the interview and was enjoying the moment. When they got home he saw his laptop and phone and remembered the interview and how he lost hope of it. 

Wanna eat something or your full because of the popcorn asked Aunt Pearl

It’s ok I will drink a coffee, said Alfred

Well, I'm heading to sleep, Goodnight Alfred Said Aunt Pearl

Goodnight Aunt Pearl, replied Alfred

While he was sitting at the kitchen table drinking his coffee, he stared at his laptop wondering what he could find there. After a couple of thoughts and sips of his coffee he made the decision to see what was in there. His heart stopped for a moment, he started to breathe heavier, and his mouth felt dry. There was an email from the interview that said “Congratulations you got the job. Please go to the office tomorrow to start working. See you there at 8 am” Alfred jumped from happiness and was relieved. He thought of telling Aunt Pearl, but he wanted to surprise her tomorrow morning. As he headed to bed he was smiling. He was happier than he ever was and happily went to sleep. The next morning He got up at 6 am, got a nice shower, dressed as nice as he could and went to the kitchen where he saw Aunt Pearl as he anticipated.

Good morning Aunt Pearl he said

Good morning Alfred, Were you goin in that fancy outfit? Asked Aunt Pearl

Nowhere special just to my first day of WORK!!!!!! Replied Alfred

Aunt Pearl started smiling as she had just seen a miracle. She was so happy she started hugging Alfred very tightly.

Good Job Alfred I am proud of you! Said Aunt Pearl

Those were the most important words for him.

Thank you Aunt Pearl, replied Alfred

We have to celebrate this with everyone said Aunt Pearl

Yes, that is a good idea, but I have to go to my first day of work see ya later Aunt Pearl bye! Shouted Alfred as he walked through the door.

Bye Alfred take care! Shouted Aunt Pearl Back

Alfred’s thoughts went back to when James pleaded him for just one more joint, promising to quit right after. James had his own thoughts about it. He quit for self benefit as well as everyone else's benefit. I didn’t want to die of lung disease and knew that my new family was always disapproving of me smoking, so I had to quit. The most disapproving was always his new Great-Aunt. They had done it as a joke, and because they were about as close as family members would be. Alfred had adopted James! “No problem dad.” 

They both laughed “I needed to quit anyway. It was taking up my time, money, and strength.” 

They had both finished school and had gotten good jobs. James even got to be a builder! Of course, Alfred had to be in James’ company. So they now went to a J&A Builders’ home, their fresh (1 year old) company! As they walked into the hardwood floored, brick walled magical place they called home, James’ thoughts went back to when he was so broke he couldn’t even afford a joint, and was pleading Alfred for money. Pathetic, James thought.

James went straight to his room. Alfred knew that he wanted to design another park. This one was supposed to absorb some of the smoke in the air? Alfred knew James felt guilty for the smoke he put in the air with his drugs, but this was a bit obsessive. Alfred decided to make a steak dinner, and call over Aunt Pearl. She would like that. At dinner, Aunt Pearl, old and wise, asked James how he was doing on quitting drugs. She had a very small, almost undetectable hint of impatience in her voice. Of course, James and Alfred detected it at once. So James announced cheerfully, “I just quit; earlier today.”

“Good. It was wasting your time, money and strength.”

 Alfred and James could tell at once she was pleased. Just then, all of a sudden, It hit Alfred; James had quit!! The beauty of it was overwhelming. Alfred excused himself to the bathroom. He needed to have a moment to himself. Lost in his thoughts, he caught a few strands of the conversation. 

“So how have you been?”

“Good. You?”

“Fine, Fine.”

“So how is your company?”

“You know, the usual. Business is booming.”

“Do you want some of these clams? They are amazing.”

“Oh, thank you...”

A couple minutes later=

“...And then, Alfred said, ‘Oh thank you James! I can’t believe you went from begging for some mirijhana in the clubroom to quitting drugs!’”

“Class- Oh hi Alfred.”

“Hey Pearl.” I know you guys were just talking about me, but I’ll talk to James about it tonight.

But after Pearl left, Alfred went completely oblivious to what he thought before and went straight to bed after a quick “Goodnight James.” 

That night all Alfred could dream about was how amazing a park that removes smoke from the air would be.

Alfred also goes back to school with James.  They get a good education from school.  They also convince Major and Sonny to stop doing bad things and they help them too.  All 4 of them go back to school. But Hollis on the other hand, refused to go back and continued to do bad stuff.  But Major stopped being friends with Hollis.  The next day James and Alfred go to school.  They study for a test and then they take the test.  They both pass with scores of 89 percent and 92 percent.  

One of his students asked if it was hard to get to a contender level. Alfred responds “ It was very hard to even get a chance of being a contender” Right after he remembers working hard every day and him giving it his all.     

“Hey Al,” says James.

“Nothing much” responds Alfred

“Want to go to the Apollo Theatre to watch the new play Nightmare?” Asks James

“Sure but I have some homework so we can go at 5pm” responds Alfred” 

“See you at five Al” says James.

Both Alfred and James meet up at the Apollo Theatre in Harlem.  They chat between them both.  Then they get in their seats and watch the play.  The play finishes and outside a fight breaks out.  Alfred thinks to himself, should I help stop the fight.  I trained to be a fighter.  Alfred intervenes in the fight so he can split it up so that nobody gets hurt. 

“Al, I had no idea you could do that.  That was epic”  says James.

“ Well, I trained boxing you know”  responds Alfred.

“ Oh well, see you tomorrow at school Al” muses James

“ Oh that's nice to hear.  You know, when I was younger, I wanted to grow up to be an actress, and perform on stage in front of all those people” informs aunt Pearl.

Alfred also informs aunt Pearl that he saw a fight right outside the Theatre.  Aunt Pearl asks what he did about it.  Alfred responds by saying he intervened in the fight.  He tells her about how he split up the fight and how he saved people from getting hurt.  Aunt Pearl is proud of him.

The next day he trains a boy named Kyle.  He trains very hard and Alfred truly believes that he can be a contender one day.  And something he has that Alfred did not, was “ The killer instinct. ” He grows up to first be a contender, and then to be a champion.  

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Epilogue‌ ‌

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thoughtful,‌ ‌logical‌ ‌ending‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌
dialogue‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌ | 9‌ ‌
characterization‌ ‌(even‌ ‌just‌ ‌3‌ ‌lines)‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌ | 9‌ ‌
inner‌ ‌thoughts‌ ‌of‌ ‌character‌ ‌(put‌ ‌in‌ ‌italics)‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌ | 9‌ ‌
flashback‌ ‌(optional)‌ ‌ | +5‌ ‌ | 4‌ ‌
sensory‌ ‌details‌ ‌(setting)‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌
creativity‌ ‌-‌ ‌don’t‌ ‌sound‌ ‌like‌ ‌everybody‌ ‌else,‌ ‌don’t‌ ‌summarizer‌ ‌ | 5‌ ‌ |   ‌‌5‌ ‌
spelling/grammar/punctuation‌/caps‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌ | 10‌ ‌
TOTAL‌ ‌POINTS‌ ‌ | 65‌ ‌ | 66‌ ‌

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1‌ ‌month‌ ‌later.‌ ‌

“Was‌ ‌James‌ ‌at‌ ‌night‌ ‌school‌ ‌with‌ ‌you‌ ‌today?”‌ ‌Aunt‌ ‌Pearl‌ ‌said.‌ ‌ ‌

“Absent‌ ‌a‌ ‌third‌ ‌time‌ ‌this‌ ‌week”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌‌informed,‌‌ ‌“I‌ ‌might‌ ‌have‌ ‌an‌ ‌idea‌ ‌of‌ ‌where‌ ‌he‌ ‌is‌ ‌

going‌ ‌every‌ ‌time.”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌started‌ ‌running‌ ‌away‌ ‌from‌ ‌the‌ ‌house‌ ‌

“What‌ ‌about‌ ‌sleep”‌ ‌Aunt‌ ‌Pearl‌ ‌yelled,‌ ‌“You‌ ‌need‌ ‌sleep‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌morning‌ ‌since‌ ‌you‌ ‌go‌ ‌to‌ ‌school‌ ‌at‌ ‌

night”‌ ‌

“This‌ ‌is‌ ‌very‌ ‌important”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌yelled‌ ‌back,‌ ‌“It‌ ‌has‌ ‌to‌ ‌do‌ ‌with‌ ‌something‌ ‌from‌ ‌a‌ ‌past‌ ‌issue‌ ‌

with‌ ‌him”‌ ‌

Alfred‌ ‌ran‌ ‌as‌ ‌fast‌ ‌as‌ ‌he‌ ‌could‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌club‌ ‌room.‌ ‌‌“I‌ ‌can’t‌ ‌believe‌ ‌he‌ ‌would‌ ‌start‌ ‌drinking‌ ‌

again,”‌‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌thought‌ ‌to‌ ‌himself,‌ ‌‌“And‌ ‌to‌ ‌think‌ ‌he‌ ‌would‌ ‌stop‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌big‌ ‌mistake‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌part‌.‌ ‌

Alfred‌ ‌opened‌ ‌the‌ ‌club‌ ‌room‌ ‌doors‌ ‌ ‌

“James,‌ ‌you‌ ‌need‌ ‌to‌ ‌stop!”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌yelled,‌ ‌“It’s‌ ‌no‌ ‌good‌ ‌if‌ ‌you‌ ‌continue”‌ ‌

“I‌ ‌can’t,”‌ ‌James‌ ‌said‌ ‌calmly‌ ‌

James‌ ‌was‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌club‌ ‌room‌ ‌drinking‌ ‌and‌ ‌smoking.‌ ‌There‌ ‌were‌ ‌lights‌ ‌everywhere‌ ‌and‌ ‌

people‌ ‌were‌ ‌dancing.‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌could‌ ‌smell‌ ‌the‌ ‌wine‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌air‌ ‌and‌ ‌see‌ ‌blinding‌ ‌lights‌ ‌everywhere‌ ‌

he‌ ‌looked.‌ ‌James‌ ‌had‌ ‌his‌ ‌shirt‌ ‌soaked‌ ‌in‌ ‌wine‌ ‌and‌ ‌his‌ ‌teeth‌ ‌were‌ ‌as‌ ‌yellow‌ ‌as‌ ‌cheese.‌ ‌

“I‌ ‌don’t‌ ‌want‌ ‌to‌ ‌lose‌ ‌you,”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌said‌ ‌sadly,‌ ‌“not‌ ‌again!”‌ ‌

Alfred‌ ‌started‌ ‌pulling‌ ‌James‌ ‌away‌ ‌from‌ ‌the‌ ‌club‌ ‌room.‌ ‌James‌ ‌started‌ ‌cursing‌ ‌at‌ ‌him‌ ‌and‌ ‌

eventually‌ ‌hit‌ ‌him‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌head‌ ‌with‌ ‌a‌ ‌wine‌ ‌bottle.‌ ‌ ‌

1‌ ‌hour‌ ‌later‌ ‌

Alfred‌ ‌woke‌ ‌up‌ ‌in‌ ‌a‌ ‌hospital‌ ‌bed‌ ‌with‌ ‌his‌ ‌head‌ ‌bandaged.‌ ‌His‌ ‌eyes‌ ‌were‌ ‌swollen‌ ‌and‌ ‌it‌ ‌

was‌ ‌hard‌ ‌to‌ ‌hear.‌ ‌The‌ ‌bed‌ ‌he‌ ‌was‌ ‌in‌ ‌was‌ ‌not‌ ‌comfortable‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌slightest.‌ ‌The‌ ‌room‌ ‌had‌ ‌

a‌ ‌shelf‌ ‌with‌ ‌different‌ ‌vaccine‌ ‌shots‌ ‌in‌ ‌it.‌ ‌There‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌box‌ ‌of‌ ‌gloves‌ ‌on‌ ‌a‌ ‌table‌ ‌with‌ ‌a‌ ‌sink‌ ‌

and‌ ‌a‌ ‌strange‌ ‌red‌ ‌container.‌ ‌ ‌

“What‌ ‌happened,”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌said‌ ‌in‌ ‌a‌ ‌sleepy‌ ‌voice‌ ‌

“You‌ ‌were‌ ‌hit‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌head‌ ‌with‌ ‌a‌ ‌bottle”‌ ‌the‌ ‌doctor‌ ‌stated.‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌then‌ ‌remembered‌ ‌

everything.‌ ‌He‌ ‌remembered‌ ‌going‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌club‌ ‌room‌ ‌to‌ ‌stop‌ ‌James‌ ‌from‌ ‌continuing‌ ‌

drinking‌ ‌and‌ ‌smoking.‌ ‌He‌ ‌remembered‌ ‌the‌ ‌blinding‌ ‌lights,‌ ‌and‌ ‌James’s‌ ‌shirt‌ ‌being‌ ‌

soaked‌ ‌with‌ ‌wine,‌ ‌and‌ ‌him‌ ‌smashing‌ ‌him‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌head‌ ‌with‌ ‌a‌ ‌wine‌ ‌bottle.‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌was‌ ‌mad‌ ‌

and‌ ‌knew‌ ‌this‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌was‌ ‌over.‌ ‌When‌ ‌he‌ ‌tried‌ ‌to‌ ‌get‌ ‌up‌ ‌the‌ ‌doctor‌ ‌stopped‌ ‌him‌ ‌

stating‌ ‌that‌ ‌he‌ ‌needs‌ ‌to‌ ‌stay‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌bed‌ ‌for‌ ‌the‌ ‌rest‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌day.‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌was‌ ‌still‌ ‌furious.‌ ‌He‌ ‌

knew‌ ‌that‌ ‌James‌ ‌did‌ ‌not‌ ‌mean‌ ‌to‌ ‌do‌ ‌it,‌ ‌but‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌was‌ ‌not‌ ‌joyful‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌slightest.‌ ‌He‌ ‌knew‌ ‌

James‌ ‌was‌ ‌tough,‌ ‌but‌ ‌he‌ ‌did‌ ‌not‌ ‌know‌ ‌that‌ ‌he‌ ‌was‌ ‌able‌ ‌to‌ ‌smash‌ ‌a‌ ‌bottle‌ ‌so‌ ‌hard‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌

head‌ ‌to‌ ‌make‌ ‌me‌ ‌fall‌ ‌unconscious.‌ ‌‌Alfred‌ ‌then‌ ‌remembered‌ ‌when‌ ‌James‌ ‌went‌ ‌out‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌

cave‌ ‌with‌ ‌him‌ ‌and‌ ‌the‌ ‌wind‌ ‌was‌ ‌blowing.‌ ‌He‌ ‌came‌ ‌out‌ ‌and‌ ‌started‌ ‌doing‌ ‌night‌ ‌school.‌ ‌

He‌ ‌was‌ ‌finishing‌ ‌his‌ ‌work‌ ‌on‌ ‌time‌ ‌and‌ ‌even‌ ‌was‌ ‌doing‌ ‌extra‌ ‌credit.‌‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌then‌ ‌realized‌ ‌

that‌ ‌James‌ ‌himself‌ ‌would‌ ‌not‌ ‌turn‌ ‌a‌ ‌new‌ ‌leaf‌ ‌only‌ ‌to‌ ‌turn‌ ‌it‌ ‌back.‌ ‌

“What‌ ‌happened‌ ‌to‌ ‌James,”‌ ‌Alfred‌ ‌said‌ ‌calmly,‌ ‌“Where‌ ‌is‌ ‌he”‌ ‌

“I‌ ‌don’t‌ ‌know‌ ‌that‌ ‌information”‌ ‌the‌ ‌doctor‌ ‌spoke‌ ‌out,‌ ‌“you‌ ‌will‌ ‌just‌ ‌have‌ ‌to‌ ‌figure‌ ‌out‌ ‌

yourself”‌ ‌

Alfred‌ ‌pondered‌ ‌where‌ ‌James‌ ‌could‌ ‌be.‌ 

“Hey It’s James!:

“Oh my gosh James? I haven't heard from you in 15 years how ya been?”

Alfred sat there with a smile, telling his wife who he heard from. James was talking on and on about how his life has been, He’s a lawyer, a pretty good one at that. He learned that doing the wrong thing is not going to help you in life and he needed to do something with his life.  He went back to school. 

“I've been really good actually. Ya see after I left town, I went back to school, for criminal law as a matter of fact. My professor said that I would do well because I had experience with law and  I know what it's like to be in that position. I've been getting all As ever since. I'm now at college getting my masters degree. Enough about me what's going on in your life?”

“I've been amazing, ya know James I started to work at the gym.” Alfred announced with the most joyful smile.

His dark brown hair turning grey stood up in excitement.

“Oh really?

 I thought he would be some type of MMA fighter, ya know like a pro boxer, I don't know maybe like KSI.”James thought to himself

“Well I've been teaching a program, I teach little kids almost everything that I know. I love them gosh darn kiddos. They really mean the world to me.” 

James smiled, he realized that even though he's not the biggest and best fighter that he believed that he could be, he’s loving what he's doing. James smiled again.

 “Alfred I remember when we were just kids, you know when you were working at that glacier store and I was stealing and on my road to Juvey.  We were so little and clueless. We didn't know our lefts from our rights.”

They both burst into laughter.

“Thank you for everything, without your faith in me, I wouldn't be where I am today, I just really wanted to say Thank you for everything. You helped me get to where I am and I'm really appreciative that I can call you my friend,” James said with a happy voice.

“Thank me? I should  be thanking you because you helped me to learn that boxing was my passion.”

“Well Thank you Alfred, you know what, We should add Major to this . See what he’s up to. I also haven't heard from him since I left town,” James said happily. 

“Yeah we should.” said Alfred.

“Hey don't do that, i'm on the phone”, James said in a whisper.

“Huh, Wacha say James?” Alfred asked in confusion. 

“Oh I was talking to my kids,” said James, “I forgot to mention I have a little boy, his name is Thomas. He’s turning 3 in November.” 

“Oh that's nice. Tell him I said hi and he's lucky to have you as a father.” said Alfred..

James says with a grin on his face, “Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.”

“All right, Let's add Major.”

*Alfred adds Major, Major’s phone rings*

“Hello? Uh who is this?” Major asks.

“Hey Major, it's Alfred and James, Remember us?”

“Oh hey guys it's been a while what's up with you guys, how ya guys been?”

“Oh well I'm a lawyer,” James says. 
“James, a lawyer? You guys sure I'm talking to the right people? Is this James McAdems and Alfred  Brooks? 

“You bet it is. It's been so long. Wait, what's that noise? It sounds like cheering?”

“Oh, um sorry about that. I’m at a football game. Ya see after I left I went back to school ya know, hitting the books. I've gone back to learn in the medical field. I know something nobody has ever thought of me, Major Wallas ever doing.”

“Ya i would have never believed  that! Good for you Major!”  Alfred said in joy.

“So where ya going to school Major?” Inquired James

“Well I've been going to Harvard Medical school. It was almost impossible to get accepted but I did it.”

“So what is it like there,”  Asked Alfred.

“Well it's amazing, It's so perfenial. In every room, every classroom each row of seats has there on everything. The school size is very big. It's kinda shaped like a cake,” Major announced trying to hold in his laughter. And the football field, dont get me started. Its soo big,nthe bright green 100 yard field its amazing.

“Well that's amazing,” James and Alfred said.

“Well guys, I have to go, Thomas is ready for his nap time soon.” James said

“Okay see ya James talk another time,” Alfred said.

“Ya me too Alfred the games almost over and it's getting to nearly the end of halftime so ill call you another time.”

“Ya, yeah for sure. I’ll talk to you guys later, have a good rest of your day.” Alfred murmerd with a grin.

“Bye” they all said to each other, with the biggest smiling ever seen.

“What has my life come to?” Alfred says “I should’ve tried harder when I had the chance. Now I'm sitting on the street begging for money when I could’ve been making millions of dollars.”

“Hey man, I can hear you are going through some tough times. Why don't you come with me.” It was a random man. “Okay” Alfred says “Anything to get a friend.” 

Alfred walks with him for miles. 

“Where are we going?” asked Alfred. 

            “We have to walk to my house because my limo ride was cancelled.”

            “So what’s your name?” said Alfred. What a strange man, he just picked me up out of nowhere, Alfred thought. 

“That’s not important” says the man, “we are here!”

            “WOAH! This is your house? It’s huge!”

“I think it's about time I let you know my name, Alfred, It’s me, James.”

“JAMES?! You died! I saw your body!” Oh my goodness! Is this real life?! Alfred thought. 

“I faked my death simply because I didn’t want anyone holding me back from my dream, Acting.”

“Acting? Really?”

“Yes, Alfred, I wanted to make it up to you by offering to live with me. Would you like to?” “OF COURSE.” said Alfred, “I haven’t had a meal in 2 days!”

            James laughs “THEN LET'S EAT!” he says. 

Alfred proceeded to live with James for the rest of his life. They lived a very eventful and happy life after finding their soulmates and getting married. Then he got a job as a doctor and eventually bought his own house and lived with his wife and he later had 3 children. It’s important to learn from Alfred that no matter how difficult life may get, you must be a good person through all the hardships. 

“Things are pretty good, just bought these clothes. How does it look?”

“Lookin’ good. I’m glad you aren’t doing a lot of drugs anymore.”

“Last time was a couple of months ago. And I got myself a job a week ago. Today’s my day off.”

“I used to always run here when I was boxing.”

They kept chatting while waking until Alfred arrived at his apartment. They said bye to each other and James left. Alfred walked in and decided he should cook some food. He thought, I’m kind of hungry, maybe I should just cook some eggs. After he was done, he waited for it to cool off and quickly ate it. He went to his room and laid on his bed. He remembers when he was fighting Hubbard and how he ran towards Alfred and hugged him. Hubbard said that he was tough but Alfred wasn’t able to keep being a boxer. He fell asleep and had a nice dream.

The next day, he went to work at the register. After he finished, he made a decent amount of money. He was thinking about how grateful he was toward Aunt Pearl, Donatelli, Lou, and some of his other friends. He was happy that Lou was still letting his work at the register and how Aunt Pearl was always by his side and helping him. Donatelli had taught him how to fight.

“Alfred?” James asked. 

“Yeah, what is it?” Alfred responded. 

“I think I know who to quit my addiction.” James added. “Boxing.”

“What?” Alfred asked. 

“Maybe a sport can take my mind off of drugs and my addiction. I mean, it could work right?” James said. 

Alfred added on, “Yeah, but why boxing?” 

James told him that Alfred could be his trainer and can encourage him to get away from drugs while training. James asked Alfred, “Would you do it? Would you help me?”

 “Totally.” Alfred exclaimed. “Let’s do this.” 

They walked out of the cave and headed back to the city, the sun was starting to fall. They walked back to Alfed’s Apartment.

When they went back to Alfred’s apartment room, Alfred took James’ height and weight. 

“Alright, so I took your height and weight so we can find out the size of your boxing clothes, now let’s get to training.” 

Alfred gave James a big bag of sand and told him to give it his “best bashes and beatings” on it. James took a few jabs and punches on the sandbag, but nothing too special. 

“What are those punches James? I have seen babies hit sandbags harder!” Alfred shouted to James. 

“You better straighten up or you’ll get your 🤬 kicked out there!”

James tried to hit it harder but he didn’t hit it hard enough. He was hitting it, but ironically, it didn’t have enough punch to it. 

“How did you do it Alfred? How did you get that strength in you?” Alfred asked him. 

“I might need to get you onto your next phase of training, shifting your schedule. I am going to have to put you on the schedule I had when I was training.” Alfred said. “We shall start it tomorrow.” 

James accepted and stayed overnight at his place. The next day James started his training. “I know you’ll be the next contender.” Alfred said as he watched James’ training and guided him through it.

He is so glad that James had agreed to come out of the cave and let Alfred help him.  He remembers that James was high and so hurt.  James was refusing to come out of the cave and Alfred started to leave.  James finally agreed to getting out of the cave and getting help.  Alfred just thinks about how he wanted James to get better, and how he is getting better.  

When Alfred arrives at the rehab center, he sees that James is excited to see him.  James was walking up to Alfred proudly.  “Hi,” said Alfred.

“Hey,” said James with a smile on his face.  As James was sitting down, Alfred realized something was off with James, he seemed happy.  “I get to come out of this place and into the world next week!”  Alfred had a huge smile on his face, he was so thrilled for James.

“I knew you could do it.  Congratulations!”

James thanked him.  “Can you...?”

“What?”

“Sorry, can you sign me out?”

“Sure,” said Alfred.

“I just can’t believe it.  It’s been a year and they are finally letting me go!  I am already packed up,” exclaimed James.

Alfred and James continued their conversation about what James was going to do when he got out.  After thirty minutes of chatting, Alfred had to go because he had planned to go to the gym before he goes to school.

When Alfred was entering the gym, he saw Mr. Donatelli training his boxer he has had for about a year.  “Hi Mr. Donatelli,” said Alfred.

“Hi Alfred.  How are you?”

“I’m good.  How’s Ja-?”

“Jake is doing good, he’s going to Madison Square Garden next week.  Are you coming?”

“No, my friend James is getting out of rehab.”  Alfred starts his workout by doing 20 push ups and 20 sit-ups again and again.  Alfred works out for about fifteen minutes when Spoon arrives.  “Hey Spoon!”

“Hi Alfred!”

“How are you?” Alfred asked.

“I’m good, I switched to teaching 7th grade English.  I like it,” mentioned Spoon.

“Cool, how’s the new school?”

“The new school is good, but I miss my old students.”

As Alfred and Spoon talk they take turns using the peanut bag.  Although Alfred is talking to Spoon, he can’t stop thinking about seeing James out of the rehab center.  He is glad that the rehab center helped James but he is ecstatic that James was better and getting out.  I can’t wait for James to go home! thought Alfred.  Alfred said goodbye to Mr. Donatelli and Spoon and started walking to night school.  He is finishing his first year!  Only a half of a year left thought Alfred.

“I’m also proud of you, James.” Just 5 years ago, their lives had gone to lows.Alfred and James had no education, hopeless, had no desire, and didn’t feel like doing anything positive. James went to jail for breaking into Mr. Epstein’s store, Alfred’s old boss. James took heroin, and started hanging out with the wrong group of people. James now wore clean pants with a green button-down shirt. His brown rimmed glasses brought out his big, brown eyes.  After all we’ve gone through, we’re here together, thought Alfred as he looked at James. What a big inspiration. They walked into the school together, seeing the familiar white floor and red lockers. A couple hours later, the graduation ceremony started. James and Alfred looked at each other, both of them were wearing a dark blue graduation hat that symbolized their graduation and their journey. Alfred thought about the cave, and how much the cave meant to them as they would go there every other day in their younger lives. “Alfred Brooks.” said the principal, calling for him to grab his diploma. The voice sounded distant to Alfred, and  his eyes were a little glassy. He walked up to his teacher, seeing Aunt Pearl’s, Spoon’s and Henry’s joyful faces in the crowd of people clapping. After some of their classmates got called and more people clapped, finally the principal said, “James Mosely.” James’s eyes looked glassy, mainly from hearing the clapping after his name and the fact of hearing his name in the first place. Aunt Pearl and Spoon and Henry were clapping the loudest, knowing what he had been through with the police and drugs, and yet still graduating from high school with all B’s and A’s. After the graduation ceremony, they got dismissed from school because it was a half day of school. Alfred and James walked together to Aunt Pearl, Spoon, and Henry. Aunt Pearl said, “I’m so proud of you guys.” 

“I’m as proud of you guys as any of my students graduating.” said Spoon,

“Yeah, I knew you guys could do it,” Henry told them as James turned to Alfred. “We’ve always been partners and we always will be,” 

“Thanks for everything that you have done for me, with helping me get healthy, and helping me get clean.” said James.

“No problem, we’ll always stick near each other.” The car ride home was filled with a joyous feel. Alfred was joking with James, and James made imitations of their principal, like he did when they were younger. The car soon skidded to a halt as the car stopped at James’s apartment. “Thanks for driving me home.” James said to Aunt Pearl. 

“No problem James.”

James then looked at Alfred and said, “Bye Al, I can’t thank you enough for all the help.” 

“Bye, that’s what friends are for, aren’t they?”

“Yeah.” James said as he swaggered to his apartment door and he stepped inside of it. As the car skidded to a stop at his apartment, he walked into it with Aunt Pearl. Aunt Pearl’s three daughters soon came home on the bus after, each telling Alfred, “Congratulations on graduating, we’re all proud of you.”

“Thanks.” “Aunt Pearl, thanks for treating me like your own and giving me a roof over my head.” Alfred said.

“No problem honey, you’re the best son I could ever wish for.”  said Aunt Pearl’s sweet voice.

“Wow. I can’t believe this is happening James,” Alfred muttered over to James. 

He agrees, “We did it. Thank you Alfred.” 

“For what?” Alfred knows why already. Alfred was the one that helped James overcome his addiction. All Alfred’s bad memories come flooding back to him. He’s reminded about the times with James a few years ago before they got their life straight, just a few years ago. Alfred remembers being at the clubroom to see James. He was there to see how James was doing since the burglar alarm. He remembers seeing James’ yellow teeth, stuttering his words, the white powder, and the swaying room. As the memory starts to fade Alfred hears Aunt Pearl approaching towards him in the misty cool air outside the graduation room. He knows this look, she is going to congratulate him. “Congratulations Alfred! I'm so proud of you, you've really turned into a man. You better get on goin’ inside or we'll miss the ceremony.” 

Alfred nodes and replies, “Okay let's go..” Alfred hesitates to go inside.

“What's wrong?”

“I'm nervous.” 

“Your big speech?” 

“That's the one.” 

“You can do this Alfred, and the speech is later so don't get too nervous yet!” Aunt Pearl giggles. 

As they make their way back inside. Alfred stops, feels the cold air and gets the chills. He is nervous, he takes a deep breath, and makes his way inside. As he goes to sit down, he sees all of them.

Bud, Spoon, his wife, Henry, and all of his new friends he has made in school, and of course James.

“You guys came,” 

Henry exclaimed, “I would never miss this big of a moment in Alfred Brooks' life!”

“What are you talking about, owner of Johnson’s Gym!”

“Come on, stop it.”

“I am really happy for you. You did it!”

About an hour later it is time for Alfred to get up and make his speech. 

Alfred slowly moves towards the front and he suddenly gets a wave of anxiety. 

He gets to the podium. This is the moment he has been waiting for.

He begins his speech.

As Alfred begins his speech he starts off by telling the graduating class what it took for him to get there and how much confidence he has going into the future. In the corner of his eye, Alfred sees a shadow. A long, narrow shadow in the back of the room. As the shadow gets smaller and shorter, Alfred realizes who it is. He came. Mr. Donatelli came and had seen him up here. At the graduation making the speech.

Mr. Donatelli sits down in a nearby seat within the crowded audience. Of course he knew it's him because he is short, with white hair that looks like wheat, (looked like he was growing a beard too) his bushy eyebrows and his pale, crackly face. His clothes neatly pressed, as per-usual, but he was wearing nice clothes, and when Alfred saw that, he knew that maybe Donatelli actually wanted to be there. 

While Alfred was making his speech, he might have stuttered when he saw him. He was startled to see him there because he hasn't seen him in years, ever since he started night school. It's nice to see that Mr. Donatelli wanted to be there, and when Alfred finished his speech, everyone clapped, Donatelli too, and he had confidence and a feeling of pride because everyone looked proud of him. 

As his speech ended he walked towards where Mr. Donatelli was sitting.

“Alfred, “ Mr. Donatelli said in a sharp voice. 

Alfred spoke up a little and said, “ I can’t believe you came.” 

“I am proud of you, you have come a long way’’ he commented.

“I can’t believe you actually wanted to be here, thank you.”

“Congratulations for graduating high school, and I hope you stop by the gym soon.”

“I will… and once again, thank you for coming,”

“It was a pleasure Alfred.”

As Alfred walks away, he walks towards all of his friends. He can see James’ diploma sticking out of his pocket and a big proud smile on his face. Alfred reaches into his own pocket and feels his diploma. He can not believe it. He has graduated!  As they were leaving they got into the car, everyone looked so proud of him and James. Before he gets into his car he says “I am so happy I have you guys.” Alfred then drives off with a faint smile on his face. 

Alfred had just been able to afford his very own apartment away from Aunt Pearl, when he got a raise at the grocery store. He thought that he had bothered her enough over the years, so as soon as he was able to rent the apartment, he did. Just wait till I get to college. Alfred thought while he was putting a piece of toast in the toaster. As soon as he started to open the fridge, he heard a knock on the door. Alfred ran over to the door and opened it with a great jolt. 

It was Henry, ¨Morning Alfred! Mr. Donatelli wants to see you in the gym early this morning. Don't ask me why, but he does.¨

¨I will be there in about twenty minutes,” stated Alfred with a smile from ear to ear.

¨Okay! See ya!¨ Henry said as he was making his way down the hallway. Alfred rushed back into the kitchen and ripped the toast out of the toaster. He ate it within ten seconds, and then he grabbed his gym bag. He opened his door into a corridor in his apartment building. The corridor was covered with absurd green floral wallpaper, that Alfred didn't even glance at this morning. Alfred speed walked down the steps so fast it looked like he was jogging. 

Alfred waved hello to the woman at the front desk and burst out the front door. He walked past the deli that was two blocks away from his apartment building, and he heard the customers ordering their breakfasts. He saw a woman in a tight red dress and her hair cut as short as her shoulders ordering her breakfast.

¨I would like a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich. When will that be ready? I need to get to a meeting in thirty,¨ spat a woman. 

¨It will take around five minutes ma´am,¨ said the man at the register.

¨Good,¨ mumbled the woman.

How rude, Alfred thought. Before he knew it, he was four blocks away from the gym. He passed by the old club house. Alfred gave it a quick glance, before wiping the memories away again. The gym looked the same as it did when he first saw it. He had been going there four days a week for two years. Weird Alfred thought. Alfred walked up the old creaky stairs once again. 

¨There he is!¨exclaimed Mr. Donatelli.

¨Hi Mr. Donatelli! What did you need me for?¨ asked Alfred.

Mr Donatelli looked at Alfred with a smile on his face,¨Since you won't be able to go to college for a bit, I decided to give you a little project. There is this new boxer that came up to me last night. He was alone, you see, and he wants to become a boxer. I said that I would accept him, and I gave the same training program everyone gets. I was hoping you could be a little friendly to him, and maybe stop by the gym later to start his training.¨

¨You want me to train a boxer?¨ uttered Alfred with a puzzled look on his face.

¨You know what it feels like to be in a ring, and you have seen people training here for the past 2 years. You know as much as almost anybody here, except for Bud, Henry, and I of course. I think this would be really good for you, while you are saving up for college,¨ stated Mr. Donatelli. 

¨I think that's mighty fine idea Mr. Donatelli. When do you need me here later?¨ Alfred said with a proud look on his face.

¨Around 4 pm is when I told him to be here.¨

¨Okay see ya!¨ Alfred said on his way to the door. 

Alfred started to make his way down the stairs and thought to himself After two years, why set me up with someone to train? Why me? Does he really think I know that much to be able to train someone? 

At the bottom, he saw that Henry was sitting there waiting for him,¨Hey Alfred! What did Mr. D want you for?¨

¨He wants me to train a boxer,¨ said Alfred with a proud look on his face.

¨Ooo! Why do you think he wants you to do that?¨

¨I have no clue, I was just wondering the same thing,¨ said Alfred.

¨Well anyways, see ya later!¨ said Henry as he waved goodbye. 

Alfred looked back on the steps, and he suddenly remembered the first time he had walked up them. Mr. Donatelli was a stranger to him then, and he hadn't made all the friends he had in the gym. He was such a wimp, Alfred thought. He continued walking home, but he stopped at the entrance to his apartment building. You know, I don't really think I want to go back up to my apartment and just sit there until it's time to go to the gym. I kinda want to go for a run, haven't gone for one of those in a couple of weeks Alfred thought to himself. He ran up the steps to his apartment, grabbed his running shoes, and struggled to put them on as he was closing his apartment door. He burst out, and he started running right off the bat. He ran and ran throughout the streets around his house. It was the middle of the morning, so the sun was high up on the sky, and it shined through the building, making it look like angel rays. He saw this one girl wearing a loose red cotton polo shirt, knee length plaid skirt, and her hair up in a high ponytail. What's she doing here? She looks like one of them private school kids Alfred thought to himself. He passed by his Aunt´s house. He began thinking about all the memories he had in that house, like the time he closed the door on Major, or after the first  boxing match he had ever been to. He kept on running and running until he was back at his apartment. 

¨Hi´a Alfred!¨ James said as he walked by.

¨Hey James! You up for the movies on Friday?¨ asked Alfred.

¨As always, I gotta go, or I will be late to my job interview! Bye Alfred!¨ yelled James.

¨See ya James and good luck!¨ screamed Alfred as James made his way down the filled street.

Alfred bounced up the steps back to his apartment, and as soon as he reached the living room, he flopped on the couch. His eyes began to feel like cannon balls, and he steadily fell into a deep sleep.

He suddenly woke up with a start, he looked around with a rush of panic that it was past 4:00. He saw the clock, and as soon as he saw the time, he jumped up, grabbed his gym bag, and raced down the stairs. It was 3:50.  He was sprinting down the streets without slowing down until he reached the gym. He jumped up the stairs, and when he got into the gym it was exactly 4:01. 
¨Hey there Alfred! Heard Mr. Donatelli wanted you to train somebody, that true?¨ said Bud as he was closely watching a boxer doing pushups in the corner. 

¨Yeah, he here yet?¨ Alfred said as he looked around the gym to see if there was anyone new. Bud pointed to the boxer that he was watching before.

¨That's him, came up last night. Donatelli said that he looked like he had been in a fight. He´s a scrawny one, but I'm sure you can muscle him up.¨ said Bud. 

¨I´ll try my hardest!¨ Alfred said as he started to make his way to the locker rooms. He suddenly thought, How am I supposed to train a boxer if I don't know what his life story is, and how he works? How do I know that I will work hard for this kid if he is just going to end up quitting on me in the end? You sound like a nervous wreck, get yourself together. 

He made his way out to the gym and over to the boxer in the corner. ¨Hey, what's your name?¨ Alfred said, trying to seem confident. 

¨Names Micheal Evens, what's it to you?¨ the boxer stated as if Alfred had hurt him in some way.

¨Woah there bud, no need to get hostile. You go to school?¨ asked Alfred with a surprised look on his face. 

¨Nah, quit two years ago,¨ the boxer named Evens said with an irritable look on his face.

¨I see, you gotta job?¨ Afred asked.

¨Yeah, work at the nearby dollar store. Do you wanna hear my life story or something?¨ Evens retorted with a stern look on his face as he stopped doing pushups.

¨That would be nice, wanna go get something to eat?¨ asked Alfred.

¨That a be okay, but aren't I supposed to be training or somethin?¨Evens said.

¨You excused today, but only today. Got me, now let's go get something to eat.¨ 

Alfred and Evens left the third floor gym, to begin a new challenge and friendship, both will leave contenders, but only one will leave a champion. 

There were fumes of pleasant smells coming from the kitchen and Alfred had just gotten home from the Kids to Fight Against Drugs Administration (KFAD) an organization he started 20 years ago. He was preparing the dinner table for Thanksgiving.

“How's it going, Diana?” He asked 

“Almost done,” she answered. The doorbell rang, James was at the door with his wife, dressed in a fine obsidian black suit with a fine navy blue coat and was holding a red velvet cake in the shape of a turkey. 

“You look mighty fine, James.” Alfred teased 

“As do you, Alfred,”  James replied laughing. They waited for the other guests to arrive and prepped the table. 5 minutes later Spoon, Betty, Henry, and cousin Jeff all came in. Alfred greeted everyone and welcomed them to his brand new house that he and Diana had just bought. It was 10,000 square feet and had 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. When he went to great Spoon he noticed that his checkered shirt was dirty and had lots of winckls in it, then it hit him that was the shirt that spoon wore to Alfred’s first boxing match.

“That is the same shirt you wore to my first boxing match,” Alfred told Spoon 

“It was Betty’s Idea” Spoon responded

They all laughed and talked about how things were going, James had gotten a promotion at the restaurant he worked at, Spoon had just become the vice principal at the school he worked at, and Dianna announced that she had gotten promoted to chief editor for the New York Times newspapers. James’s wife had just gotten her job at the daycare center down the road and Betty shared stories about the time she had to be the substitute for the Spanish teacher. 

“If aunt your Pearl were here she would be so pleased of you Alfred, I am editing a story about how the KFAD had impacted so many kids in New York. You are making such a difference” Congratulated  Betty 

“May she rest in peace” said Alfred  The rest of the party went smoothly and everyone ended up having a lot of fun. They all played games together like matching the cards with boxing cards, Marko Polo in the living room without the water, and they even played some of the classic board games. The next morning when Alfred woke up he wasn’t supposed to go to work that day but 3 people had called in sick. From what he heard the flu was going around the building. Alfred had to rush into work to run some of the programs scheduled that day.  For one of the cases, it reminded him of James. Harold, the boy who was attending the class at the KFAD had discontinued school because he was following what his friend did, didn’t work, and hung out with a bad crowd. He got hooked on drugs while everyone else was doing it. One day he got caught stealing at the local supermarket because his friends had forced him to do it and the judge had him sentenced to 2 days in Jail and 3 class sessions at the KFAD. He had to have a personal guard keep watch of him at all times. Alfred had a feeling that he was going to be the main person to work on this case. 

“Hello, my name is Alfred Brook what’s yours?” Alfred asked. 

“Harrold Donatelli” He responded  

“Donatelli...”Questioned Alfred

“Ye got a problem with that or somethin” 

“No, everything is just fine,” Alfred responded 

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The car ride there was a trip down memory lane. Alfred sat in a car with Henry while thinking over Alfreds old boxing days. The sun was shining and there was not a cloud in the sky when Alfred looked out the window of the rundown car. 

“Al, do you remember when you were in your last match and you got hugged for being so tough even though you lost?” said the deep voice of Henry. 

Alfred replied, “Oh yeah, that was the day.” 

“What day?” questioned Henry.

 “The day I retired.” Alfred whispered, “I remember that like it was yesterday.” 

Henry whispered, “Me too.”

After about an hour of being in the car the two boys arrived at where they were going. They were both in black button down shirts, black jeans, and sharp white shoes. 

Henry said to Alfred, “Are you ready?” 

Alfred replied, “I think so.” while a tear dripped down his face. 

After walking down a small pathway the two were greeted by an old and tall man. He did not speak but pointed in the direction that the two had to go in. Without hesitation the boys walked in and sat down by Bud and Spoon. 

A light wind picked up and a flower vase dropped at Alfreds feet. It was a lovely blue flower just like the one at the gym. It smelled sweet so Alfred put it in his shirt pocket. Soon after that Mr. Epstein showed up and sat next to Henry right on the end. The setting was beautiful with flowers everywhere and many people around. An older man with a robe walked down the aisle with his hands together and his head down. You could see the white box which was huge right in front of where the old man was standing.

“This is the worst day of my life.” Alfred exclaimed. 

“It will all be okay Alfred.” said Henry while giving him a hug. 

Alfred then smelt his flower and felt better about the situation. Then, all the boys held hands and looked down. They were all devastated about what is happening right now. 

“Hello everyone.” the old man continued, “Thank you for coming to the funeral of...” he paused. “Mr. Donatelli.” 

A tear went down Alfred's face onto the flower and it started to turn gold where the tear landed. 

“Guys, Mr. Donatelli is here with us. Just look at my flower.” The boys smiled and looked back at the old man.

“It is truly sad to share the death of Mr. Donatelli with all of you here today. He was a great man and a legendary boxing coach. I know that some of his boys are here today. Please stand if Mr. Donatelli was your coach and we will take remembrance of you.” said the old man. 

Soon after all five boys stood up. The crowd looked and smiled.

After the funeral the boys prayed for a very long time. They then had to leave but they wanted to visit the gym. It was empty, dusty and dirty. 

Alfred thought of an idea, What if we clean up this place and be boxing managers to make Donatelli proud.

It was almost like he was thinking out loud because seconds after Henry says the same thing.

After about an hour or two the gym is finished and all five of them are so happy. They will open soon, and will always remember Mr. Donatelli and so should others.

Alfred knew the night he was talking about immediately. It was the night that he had his final fight. It was the night James ended his addiction. It was the night him and James became friends again.

“It’s just what friends do. We always have each other's backs. By the way it’s the next left.” says Alfred

They were on their way to their new jobs in a new car James bought after college. On the way there Alfred stared out the window and watched kids playing with each other and having fun. He then thinks back to when he and James said that one day they would go to the park and pull out any kids in their old cave and buy them whatever they wanted. He thinks about how they could actually do that now.

“We’re here”

They pulled up to an office building. The building was made of bricks and              was very tall. James got his dream job of becoming an engineer and Alfred became a technician at the building. This is their first day on the job and they were very excited about it. After the day they met up at the car because they worked at different parts of the building. 

“My day was amazing, how was yours?” James asked.

“It was really good there were ups and downs but otherwise it was great.”

“What was a down?”

“Well I worked with this one guy that was really obnoxious and loud. He was not fun to work with.”

They got into the car and started talking about everything they did for work that day. Alfred was thinking about telling James about how in the back of his head all the time was his times boxing and how he missed hanging out with all the friends he made when boxing. But he decided against it because it would probably lead to James and his addiction and he did not want to replay that in his mind. 

“Are you alright Alfred?” asked James

“Yeah I’m fine. It’s just that I miss boxing. I mean I don’t miss fighting people but I miss the experiences like hanging out with them.”

“Well why don’t you just go and say hello. Here I will go drop you off there. You think they are still there?”

“Yeah probably and thanks James.”

“For what I didn’t do anything I am just driving a car.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Yeah man no problem.”

Alfred was quiet on the way there. He hasn’t seen them in years and is wondering what might be different about them. The ride felt quicker than it was. He got out of the car and stared up at the building. It looked just how he remembered it old and weathered. He walked up to the door and walked inside. In his mind he thought Glad to see they did not fix the stairs. He walked up them and went to the gym door. When he walked in he felt a sense of happiness. He smelled the familiar odor and could not wait to catch up with them.

Alfred and James had actually started their own gym with hundreds of students.  

Alfred thought about how he and James were nearly surviving with no education, no ambition for success, and nothing.  Via heroin and 🤬, he chose to alleviate the desperation.  Yet that concurred by him. He thinks about how successful they have become together as a duo.  He also talks of how James went from being a no-life 🤬 to a handsome guy wearing denim and shiny boots now.  

Alfred would always say, “Look at James man, so inspirational.”  just to tease him and to tick him off.  He will simply often use this expression just to teach his students that with hard work and ample commitment, anyone could turn their lives around.

He remembered how he told Mr. Donatelli that he wanted to be a champion.  “Everyone wants to be a champion but you need to become a contender first.”  He told him.  Speaking of which Alfred had an idea.

He thinks “What if we call Donatelli to help us run this gym.  After all, he was my teacher.”  “He could probably help my students out a lot.”  After thinking about his plan Alfred said to James, “Ayo James.  We still got Donatelli’s numba?”

James says, “Yeah I think so.  Why you need it tho?”

“He could probably help us run this gym,” describes Alfred.

“Good idea Al! He probably can help us.” exclaimed James.

Both of them called Donatelli and talked to him.

“Yo hello is this Mr. Donatelli speaking?” states Alfred.

“Alfred is that actually you son?!”  cried Donatelli.

“Yeah. Remember me?” Alfred asked.

Donatelli shouts “Of course I do son!”

We was just wondering if you wanted to help us with our new gym we made for boxing? asks Alfred.

 “Oh yeah, I’ve heard about it.  Can you pick me up? I will be more than happy to help.” asserted Donatelli.

Alfred declares “Sure, I’ll pick you up.  3 O’clock sharp tomorrow.

The next day, Alfred and James hop in his new Mercedes. It was pretty sunny, the birds were chirping, the air was as sweet as a cake for dessert, and best of all, there was no traffic.  Once they arrive at his apartment, they honk as a signal for Donatelli to come out. 

Alfred whispers “There he is.”  with a wide smirk on his face.  “Lookin more handsome than ever.” He says.

Donatelli was wearing some nice, new, and polished shoes, with a wonderful black coat on. 

Is that actually him!?  Questions James.

Yes it is him.  “blurted Alfred.”

(Door opens, and slams shut.)

“Hey Al, what's going on.” chuckled Donatelli.

They talk throughout the entire car ride.  They talk about how Alfred was just a scrawny little kid who went to being pretty tall now.  

They finally arrive back and introduce Donatelli to all of his students.

Alfred whispers with a wide smile on his face, “You guys don’t know what you're in for.”

A whitey approached Alfred with a gentle look on his face, one that expressed sorrow and deep pity. He could tell this man meant well, but Alfred swung out his fists and shattered the empty bottle of whiskey in the man’s face. Alfred’s knuckles, once the tools of his trade, were now swollen and bloody. He got scared, ran, and remembered how he got there. 

“Hey Al, you got some o’ dat stuff?”

“Yo, hush it, I hear some coppas.”

The alley they were in was deserted, except for them, and the security guards, protecting the client. Alfred opened his suitcase and implored for the client to do the same. The dark sun shined and disguised the stars behind it, making the alley no lighter than before. The maroon brick apartments provide an ideal place to deal out the “stuff.” 

“Fine, 300 grams for 10,000 big ones. That good, Uncie Al”

“Deal, just tell me who you givin’ this to?”

“Sorry to conclude business like this, bye-bye Uncie Al.”

The guards pulled out their revolvers, but Alfred ran before they fired. He heard a shot, and then he felt a sharp pain in his left tricep. The second shot missed, along with the rest of the rounds they fired. Alfred, now falling into a basement stairwell, realized that he couldn’t keep going on like this. He set out to find Henry, his old pal from his childhood. Before he left Harlem for lower Manhattan, he took a detour into the bar. He bought some negronis (A drink, that is), and set off for Henry’s place, passing out on the sidewalk.

Even with the now bloody knuckles, he ran from Harlem citizens, and made for a taxi. He arrived at Henry’s place, lucky to have made it, he knocked, Henry ain’t gonna talk to me, Alfred thought. Henry, now 36, yawned as he unlocked the heavily bolted door. His leg was no longer withered and he was wearing a silky lavender housecoat. His face was worn, weary, his loafers, black and large, made Alfred suspect that he just woke Henry up.

“Al, is that you?” Henry asked.

“Hey Henry, when we were kids, was I a true contender?”

Henry vividly remembered what Donatelli had told him at his parent’s funeral.

“Alfred had the courage to be a contender, but his heart already was one.”

“Alfred, after you left for college, my parents passed away. Mr. Donatelli came to their funeral and told me how you-Oh Alfred, whas’ that white stuff on your shirt? Alfred! You been dealing! You just as bad as James was.”

“Man, if you could see what happened, you would understand why I came to you. I don’t want to be an addict, I don’t want to be a dealer, it’s just how I felt after Aunt Pearl passed. Hey, uh, you got a washroom in here?”

“Yeah… three doors down the hall and to the right.”

Alfred made for the washroom, he then locked the door and took out a little bag of white.

“Alfred, hey Al’, you still in there?” Henry asked. 

He knocked again.

“Alfred! Let me in!” Henry demanded.

Henry rapped on the door, hard, but it didn’t open. He hit the door as hard as he could, and tore it right off the hinges.

“Alfred!”

Alfred laid there, on the floor, incapacitated, dead.

It was a cool, crisp autumn evening, the gray sky and the buildings blending with each other as Alfred walked with James and Henry through the park, memories of when he used to train here flooded his brain. James had just finished his time in the rehabilitation center, and they were celebrating by going to a steakhouse. Laughter and good vibes filled the air around them, but Alfred still felt gloomy. He looked down at his old, worn down shoes, dragging his foot against the ground as he walked, wondering what would happen next. He wondered if his friendship with Henry, James, and everybody else had reached its end. He had stopped boxing, he finished school, he doesn’t have to keep supporting and helping James anymore. What now? he thought.

They reached the restaurant and found a table with Bud, Spoon, Jelly, and Mr. Donatelli already there waiting. “There they are!” yelled Spoon, “Congratulations James, we’re all so proud of you for doing this, and we got you something.”

He pulled out a small box, opened it, and inside was a golden watch, with the words “I Won” carved in the back. James accepted the gift, and Alfred could almost see a tear come to James’s eye. “Thank you,” James responded, getting choked up. He thought about how everyone at that table supported him no matter what he did, and helped him through this and helped him win. “This really means a lot.”

The food came to the table after what felt like hours to Alfred, and once again he was taken back to his memories of eating steak at Spoon’s house before a fight. He knew deep in his heart that he wanted to box again, so that he can get to do more with the people that he loves so much, so they can do more things together. If not boxing, he at least wanted to train again. So he decided that he would tell Mr. Donatelli about this tomorrow.

After everyone said their goodbyes and their congratulations to James, Alfred paced home in the crisp, cool air of the night. The atmosphere of the place was so different at this hour. There were barely any cars, and it was so peaceful and quiet that you could hear your own footsteps. He came to the house, and walked in. It was quiet and dark; you couldn’t hear a thing. He watched some television and walked over to Aunt Pearl’s bedroom, seeing her sleeping like a baby. He smiled lightly, blew her a kiss, and he fell asleep before he even hit the pillow.

He woke up at noon from the honking cars outside. He tiredly came out of bed, and he wanted to tell Mr. Donatelli about boxing again.

Aunt Pearl was sitting at the kitchen table “Morning, Alfred,”

“Good morning Aunt Pearl,” replied Alfred, putting on his jacket.

“Where are you going Alfred, you just woke up. Come have some breakfast”

“I’m afraid I can’t Aunt Pearl, I’m going to meet Donatelli about boxing again.”

“Oh no Alfred, I don’t think you should get yourself involved in that again, didn’t Donatelli want you to retire?”

“He did, but I think I might be able to change his mind about some things, and anyway, I just want to start training again”

“Well alright I guess, whatever makes you happy is the right decision. But promise me you won’t put yourself in any kind of danger.” Alfred was already out the door.

He reached the building and immediately turned straight towards the stairs. He had gone up these many times, it was like a sixth sense. He walked through the doors. It was empty, except for Donatelli and some kids that Alfred has never seen before training in the ring. He nodded hello at them and went to the back. When he saw Mr. Donatelli, he also saw someone he didn’t expect.

“James? What’re you doing here?”

“Oh hey Alfred, I decided that I’m gonna start doing boxing, just like you! Why are you here?”

Alfred went through thousands of thoughts in his head at the speed of light, and he decided that it would be better not to tell him about boxing again. “Oh that doesn’t seem important anymore,” he looked at Mr. Donatelli. “So Mr. Donatelli, do you think that I can be his assistant trainer?”

“Sounds fine with me.”

James would be a great fighter. He is already in good shape, he has the killer instinct, and he has anger to fuel him. After several weeks of training with him, he began to think that it wasn’t the best thing that he could get angry easily. After seeing him fight in the gym, he obviously just hit as hard as he could, completely disregarding how accurate he was, or what disadvantage it puts him at. Both Mr. Donatelli and Alfred knew this, but they didn’t want to break it to James, because they knew it was important to him and it was good for him.

After a few more weeks, they told him that he doesn’t have what it takes to be a professional boxer. James didn’t take it well. He stormed out and slammed the door. Alfred ran after him

Alfred finally caught up to him. “James! Listen, I-”

“Let go of me! You said you always believed in me, and you won’t even let me try to be a boxer. I guess it was all a lie,” James shouted angrily

“James, it's gonna be ok. Here, James, what do you say we go off and get some dinner, and we can talk about this.”

James reluctantly agreed. They went back to the steakhouse that they went to to celebrate James’s recovery. The restaurant was loud and crowded, but it still felt like they were sitting in complete silence, until their food arrived.

Alfred broke the silence. “So, I just wanna apologize for everything, I truly am, it’s just that-”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

Alfred thought about what Jeff had said all those months ago. “How about we just give up on all of this boxing stuff, and we go work at the recreational center.”

“Ok. But get this straight, I’m doing this because I need a job, NOT because I have forgiven you.” James couldn’t keep a smile from appearing on his face.

Alfred smiled. “Sure James, sure.”

“John come here you gotta breathe, stick and run, jab. Don’t lose yourself now you're doing great-.” said his coach Alfred before getting interrupted. 

“Coach he’s the best boxer in Brooklyn and I am only winning by majority choice, right now. I have to do more. I gotta do more. This match determines where I go next with my career.” explained John, determined to win this match. 

Alfred worries about  John, “I know, this match is throwing a screwball at us, do what you're used to. What we do at practice. You got it.” 

The bell rings, and the match continues, more intense than any other match in history. The crowd is going crazy and John can barely stand up straight. Come on John you got it, listen to coach. Don’t risk it now. Stick to what you know. This little boy can’t hurt you. Look at him.

“Come on Johnny Boy don’t give up now, you know you got it. Stay in there kid.” Alfred yells from his corner as the match gets even more insane. 

All of the sudden Alfred has a memory from when he was in the ring, hearing Donatelli and Henry screaming from the side. It was his first match against Rivera, Donatelli screaming “stick and run” from the side. The crowd was booing telling him to get in there and fight, calling him a coward and saying to fight. The round was over and he had to work smart, Donatelli told him to ignore the crowd while they continued to say, “Get in there and fight black boy.” 

Alfred will never forget this day and that crowd. He will always have boxing in his heart and hopes he can get John farther than he ever could. John has good potential and unlike Alfred he has that killer instinct to be a great boxer. Alfred knows that John will work hard for what he wants. They met at work with the young ones in the community. Alfred knew from the beginning that John was a good fit for boxing, and from day one John has worked all day and everyday for this and wants to succeed. John’s family isn’t the richest which is why he and Alfred are close. John knows this is his chance for a better life and is willing to work for it.

The last bell rings and John has his opponent on the ground while the referee is counting. John won and is now the star of Harlem. He beat the best boxer in Brooklyn and now he's going to have a great career, as long as he keeps up his work and trains everyday. This is his chance at a new life and will hopefully become a successful boxer. Maybe even after a few years he will retire and have his own boxing facility. With Alfred’s superior training and John’s skills and strong work ethic this dream will become a reality. 

“Thanks. It’s really been doing me good to have a place of my own.”

Alfred hopped into the leather front seat next to him.“We’re gonna meet the rest of them there.”

Alfred smiled at Spoon and then stared out the window. What a beautiful autumn day. There were many trees with orange, bright red, brown, and yellow leaves falling off the branches. The cool air from the cracked window brushed his face as he turned the corner onto the main road. Alfred lived fairly close to the town shops where the diner was. As they pulled up and walked to the entrance with a red sign that read “Diner” on it. It’s color was fading and you could tell it was pretty old. Alfred and Spoon  saw Donetelli park his small white car and him and James and Henry got out and began walking twords them. They ate breakfast outside since it was mid - October and it was still warm enough. The waiter that took their orders was very tall. He had dark brown hair and a beard. His legs were long and he had big feet. The man was wearing black shoes that looked old and worn, black pants, a white shirt and a black vest over his shirt. He greeted them and took their order. Alfred ordered a milkshake and waffles. Their table was barely big enough to hold all of their food. It was their non - dieting excuse since they all had a cheat day together. When they finished their meal Mr. Donatelli, Henry, and Spoon went home to continue on with the rest of their plans for the day, but Alfred and James caught a cab home and went back to Alfred’s appartment to hang out. As soon as they got back home to Alfred’s place they went straight into the kitchen. “Would ya like anything to drink? I have pop, tea, coffee, water-”

“I’ll just have a bottle of water.” announced James as he sat down in a tall chair at the kitchen island dividing the kitchen and living room. Alfred threw him the bottle of water. “Catch!”  Alfred grabbed a small can of soda and popped it open. Alfred and James sat there for hours talking about almost anything you could think of. It reminded them of the good old days when they would play all day at the park or really anywhere they were. They would talk and play childish games. He remembered one time after school in 2nd grade him and James were playing hide and seek in the park. It was a sunny day and Alfred spent over an hour looking for James. Turns out he was hiding in the cave. That was the day they found out about it and it was their new secret hideout. Alfred was really happy to spend time with James because he brought him joy. James walked across the room and grabbed the remote off the side table next to a small couch. He sat down on the couch and crossed his right legover the left. “Want to watch the game?”

“Sure. I was just thinking about that.” James switched on the television and pushed down on the numbers of a channel on the remote and there was a football game playing on the T.V. Alfred walked over and sat on the couch next to James. Later on that day after James had left his home phone rang. Alfred closed his book and answered the phone. “Hello?” questioned Alfred

“Hi Alfred, it’s Aunt Pearl. I was wondering if you wanted to spend the night tonight. The girls are home and we miss you. I was thinking maybe we could have a game night.”

“Sure that sounds fun!”

“Would you like to come at around 7:00?”

Alfred looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost 6:30. “Okay, I’ll be there in about 30 minutes.”

“Sounds like a plan Al!” exclaimed Aunt Pearl.

“See you soon!” Alfred pronounced happily. He hung up the phone and went to his bedroom.He quickly grabbed a few essentials from his overnight bag and sat in the living room in front of the television until it was time to go. Alfred was very excited since he hadn’t seen her or his little cousins in a while.

“If I get to them trees ain’t no whitey gonna find me.” Then he thought for a second, “If I can reach the cave then maybe Major could pick me up.” Major told me that he would pick me up after. I wonder where he is. Limping through the shadows James looked at his hand covered in red. “All I needed was some money to fix me up from the Whiteys’.” “Major said it was gonna be easy because he disabled the alarm.” “Alfred probably made sure it was on, it is all his fault.” Alfred’s fault he didn’t loan me money.” Now jittering he said “Alfred’s fault.” under his breath. As he enters the cave now sweat coming down his face even though he is freezing. He sits down breathing heavily thinking C’mon Major where are you? He hears the rock move aside and he holds his breath because he thinks it is Major and he wants to act tough. Then he hears Alfred.

“James! You almost walked into those cars are you alright?” 

“Yeah yeah I’m fine, sorry I wasn’t paying attention.” James said as he was trying to see clearly again. After the cars passed Alfred and James heard a siren. 

“James what is that?” Alfred asked.

“I think it is fine, probably just someone speeding.” James said. As they were crossing the street Major ran up to them. His face was pale, he had sweat dripping down his face, He was wearing a ripped sweater and a blue shirt underneath, He had blue jeans and some dirty shoes. 

“Major, are you alright?” Alfred said 

“No, No I am not good.” Major stuttered, trying to catch his breath. “You guys gotta help me, we were just trying to get some money from the Whiteys.” 

“Who is we?” asked James.

“Sonny, Hollis, and I, we was just trying to get some change, I swear.” Major said panicking and dancing back and forth.

“Where are they now?” questioned Alfred.

“They got caught, they both slipped but I had to go.” Major said, now shivering. “Can you guys loan me some money, I won’t ask again.”

“Major we aren’t gonna give you money, you should come with us we’ll fix you up.” Alfred offered.

“No no I need just a little money.” Major pleaded as he went down to his knees.

“You should come with us Major. We will fix you up I promise.” said James.

“No I need money” he demanded as he put James in a headlock and took out a knife. “Look slaves I didn’t want to do this but I just want a little money then I will be on my way.”

“Wow, wow Major put the knife down and I’ll give you the money” Alfred said cautiously.

“No give it to me in my hand, right here,” said Major now yelling.

“Alright here you go--- 

“No no don’t give this clown money!” yelled James. “I’ll be fine.”

“No he won’t, I’ll do it Alfred just give me the money!” Major stated strongly.

Alfred handed Major the money, he dropped James and said “If I run into you guys again I will scar you for life.” He ran off into the alleyway with a tear in his eye. 

Alfred picked up James and James said “You really shouldn’t have given him money, money won’t help anything.”

“I know but Major is kinda lost, we better just avoid him for now.” Alfred said in relief. 

“I remember when I was like that, thanks for fixing me up.” James said.

“No problem partner.” Alfred said. As they walked away Major was against the brick wall facing another brick wall with a metal fence to his right and a streetlight to his left. Those slaves think them Whiteys are gonna put up with them. Tears coming down his cheeks. The Whiteys are just gonna put them down and I am the only one who knows that. Sonny and Hollis got caught because they chose to come back for me. They should’ve just ran off, I would’ve been fine. Major got up. I’m gonna be fine, I am doing the right thing. He walked over to the fence and hopped over it into the darkness. I am doing the right thing he thought.

James started with gratitude, “Alfred, thank you for what you did to help me.”

Alfred replied honestly, “Your welcome James, I would have done anything to help.”

James put his head down. “Too bad I’ll be getting arrested after this.”

“But that doesn't matter now, all that matters is that you get better!” Alfred tried 

to cheer him up.

“Once again Alfred, thank you for helping me.”

“Your welcome.”

Alfred left an hour later after they talked and said good bye. That winter morning, Alfred walked outside of the hospital with his jacket and hat on, seeing kids everywhere hitting each other with snowballs on the white plain. He was walking home and remembered how James looked before treatment. Scared, nowhere to go, sad. Alfred remembered how James helped him when they were little and he was happy he was getting better.

At home Aunt Pearl asked how James was doing. Alfred said how he was doing way better and that they actually had a conversation for the first time. Aunt Pearl knew how much Alfred cared so she wanted to try to help as much as she could.

Aunt Pearl announced, “Alfred, I am going to see James. You said that he is doing well and I want to check in on him and see for myself how he is doing.”

“Go ahead, I think he would be happy to see you, and i think he wants to know how things are and what is going on while he is gone,” Alfred agreed.

It was like the wind suddenly slammed open the door but it was just Mr. Epstein. Everyone was confused at this sudden entrance. He said how Major and a couple others tried to break in and they were all caught. Now everyone understood why he was so quick to tell them. Alfred didn’t know how to feel about this. He felt the ice ball starting to grow again. He knew he was grateful that they actually got caught but didn’t know how James would react to this news.

He decided to tell Aunt Pearl to tell James and that he didn't feel comfortable telling him. Aunt Pearl left and Alfred talked to Mr. Epstein. They remembered the time when Alfred told him he was gonna be a boxer. Alfred still trains but doesn’t fight anymore. Alfred looked at the clock and he realised that he had to go to school.

He got his bags and everything he needed and left. On the way he looked at all the snow once again. He remembered how he was back then, always trying his best, a contender.

“‘Course it’s me Henry, who else it’d be?” Henry smiled, limping over to him, “Welcome back Al.” “Good to be back.” “Is that Alfred I hear?” “Sure is Spoon, how you been?” “I’ve been great, I’m a dad now, me and my wife decided to adopt about a year ago.” “That’s great! I’m sure you make a great dad!” “Alright everyone back to work,” Someone snarled, walking into the room to see what the fuss was about. “oh, hello Alfred.” “Nice to see you Bud, it’s been a while.” “It has, if your look’n to see Mr. Donatelli he’s down stairs with Dr. Corey, getting one of the newbie’s fitted with a mouth guard, he goes pro tomorrow, I got a good feelin’ about this one.” “That’s great, I was in town, ‘bout to meet up with James. Just wanted to stop by, say hello.” Alfred smiled. “The gym hasn’ changed much,'' He turned to look at them. “guess neither have you guys, well not a lot anyway.” “Well you sure have, no longer that scared kid who came in the first day.” Bud patted Alfred on the back. “So how you been? Last time we saw you was a bit over two years ago, when you and Jeff left Harlem to try to do more for the program, you guys started.” “I’ve been good… don’t know how to put it though, we’ve been ‘round, trying to help, an’ make a difference wherever we can.” Henry opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by the door to the gym opening. “Mitchell, I’m sure you’ll do great at your fight tomorrow.” “I only wish I could be so sure Dr. Corey.” “Mitchell, just remember it’s not the victory that makes the man, but it’s the fact that you try hard, you might never reach the top, but you're sure as hell gonna try.” “Yeah Mitch, listen to Mr. Donatelli, try hard, and punch harder.” “That’s not what I said, but essentially, yes, you got the killer instinct, and you’ll go far in boxing.” Alfred grinned at the fact that he had found his calling, he might not have had the killer instinct needed for boxing, but he had found what he wanted to do, and above all else he was happy. “Alfred!” Dr. Corey saw him first. “How you been?” “I’ve been ok, how’ve you been?” “Pretty good, business is boomin these days.” Alfred nodded. “How you been Mr. Donatelli?” “Ok I suppose, Mitch here has his first fight tomorrow, and is a bit worried. Told ‘m he’d be fine, but he don’ seem to believe us.” Alfred stepped towards the kid who couldn't have been more than 16. “It’s normal to be scared before a fight. I would be worried if you weren't. Push past the fear, and turn it into power, and adrenaline to help you win.” “It’s just… I feel like I got this huge ice ball in my stomach that no matter what I do won’t go away!” Alfred smirked at the memory of his fear. “I know the feeling, but trust me if you won’t trust these guys,” Alfred gestured to his friends and mentors behind him. “Things will be ok, if you just keep working, and working, and never give up, I promise.” By the time Alfred had finished his speech Mitch was beaming from ear to ear. Alfred looked down at his watch, and frowned slightly. “Oh, look at the time, I have to go meet James, it was nice to see you guys!” Alfred ran out of the gym. As he ran to the restaurant he had agreed to meet James at, he smiled. Though his life might not have turned out like he had thought it would, his life was still great. He was living his best life, and best of all he was happy. Sadly some can’t say that. They can’t say ‘I’m happy with how my life has turned out.’ But Alfred could, and that to him was a beautiful thing. 

Aunt Pearl asked, “What are you doing up this early?” 

“Just trying to get an early start to things,” exclaimed Alfred. “I have to get all of my supplies for school tonight.” 

The day passed and it was time to get James. Alfred gathered all of his things and said goodbye to Aunt Pearl and the girls. He hopped into the car and went on his way. What would I do if I never decided to retire boxing, Alfred reflected. He got to James’ house and bounced out of the car as fast as lightning. James came right out and they left. 

“How you been, Al?” James asked.

“I’ve been good. How bout you?” replied Alfred

James sighed, “Hangin in there. I’m just glad I got out of that rough patch in my life.” 

They arrived at the school which was not at all what they expected. It was a small building with very little light. Some of the walls had vines growing over them. The grass looked like it hadn’t been cut in over a decade. Alfred and James got out of the car and started walking towards the school. The building was ancient and had dark red brick walls.  When they walked inside they started walking down the hallway. The lights on the popcorn ceilings kept going out. They found their class and there were only 3 other students. Walking back into the classroom reminded Alfred of when he went to school before he dropped out. The teacher was an older woman. She was wearing a striped skirt with stockings underneath, a green button down shirt, and her red reading glasses. She was a very lovely person but also very strict.

It's been 6 months since their first class and James and Alfred had already learned so much. It was almost time for them to graduate. They went back for their last class and thought about their good memories that they have made in the class. They paraded out of the door and headed to the car. 

“So what do we do now?” asked James.

“Well i’m going to try to get a job at the recreational center. You should too, we can work with all the kids and help them stay happy.” gushed Alfred.

“Yeah why not, sign me up.” Said James.

A week passed and it was time for Alfred and James' interview. They have been preparing for the last few days. Alfred went first, then James. They waited a few days but they didn’t hear back so they thought that they didn’t get the job. The next day Alfred got the call that they got the job. He was so happy he almost cried. Alfred and James went out to dinner to celebrate. Alfred went to bed thinking about how proud he is of James overcoming his addiction.

“Yeah just one moment James…” Alfred responded as he stopped to see an open door that led to an empty stairway similar to the one that led to Donatelli’s Gym. Crazy how that was only 2 years ago….

Alfred caught up to James with a couple quick and paced steps. Alfred was feeling the crisp and biting wind on his face and heard the crunch and felt the coldness of snow underneath his overused sneaks when he walked. He remembered playing in the snow with James on days like this, without a care in the world, and cozying up to a steaming cup of hot cocoa afterwards. If only things could be so simple now, so easy to live and not worry about the pay comin’ in so you can pay it back to them in the end. 

“So how’s working in the shop been going for you James? Learnin’ everything good?” Alfred knew that James had been working in the car workshop downtown. 

“I guess it alright’, gives me a good pay, but I wish I could use my hands to make something ya know? Like not just hand bolts and screws to them but use them in my own hands to build something. But I guess I just gotta keep going right?” James sounded hoarse and  sick when he spoke. Probably from all that gas and fumes he inhaled at the shop, Alfred considered as he saw a young lady in a dark brown fur coat strut down the dirt and oil infused slush on the side of the road.

Alfred continued to walk in silence with James for another block, listening to the distant wails on sirens coming from the city and feeling the soothingly warm air floating out of the shops as he walked past them. Some coughing sound on his right caught him by surprise when he saw James clearing his throat to speak. “So Alfred, how has working in the rec center been for you? Have ya been talking about some of your fighting to them and teaching them some moves?” James seemed like he truly was interested in the topic and not like he was just trying to pass some time, so Alfred thought before speaking.

“I have actually been talking to the kids bout’ my journey to becoming a contender, and even teaching them some of the work out I’ve done to get in shape. Watchin’ them do that is what makes my day James, and I hope you get to feel that way once in your life as well. Have you seen anyone that does that for you?” Alfred was going to tell James that he found this one special lady at the center who always came at 1 each day to teach the little girls how to play different games and help them with their school work when James voiced something.

“I actually haven’t, but I hope you do Alfred, I hope you find a girl that deserves you and you have a family with her. I’ve been so grateful for having you as a friend ever since you pulled me out of that cave and brought me into the light, but I never truly got the chance to truly thank you. I hope you have all of the goodness come to you for doing that.” When Alfred heard that, he remembered that night, that harsh and cold night that seemed similar to this one but yet so different. Alfred remembered the first time he saw James in that cave, all scared and cooped up with that arm drenched in sticky red liquid. He remembered how he looked into Jame’s eyes and he could see all of the hurt and pain in them. But when he looked into Jame’s eyes now, all he could see was gratitude towards Alfred for all that he did for him.

“James, you know I would have never ever left you in that cave, you know that right? Remember when we played as those wrestlers, you were Mosely of the Jungle and I was Bad Brooks? We were partners, just like now, and just like forever.” Alfred could see the swells of water building up in Jame’s eyes and could feel his running down his cheeks. “Let’s get going James, it's almost dark now.” Alfred could only see the last few rays of light until darkness fully blanketed the city. On their way home, Alfred thought about what he said, about how he and James would be friends forever. I’m glad that I pulled James out of that cave, cuz maybe if I didn’t then we would not be here, or maybe he would not even be here. When Alfred reached the door to his apartment, he said his last goodbyes to James, and went inside his apartment. When he was in bed, he thought of how grateful he was of James and all of his family, and went to bed with the thought of tomorrow in his mind.

“Good Morning!” the little kid Aidan replies.

“You’re quite early today, aren’t you?”

Aidan nods, then pulls an 8 pack of crayola crayons out of his small backpack next to his chair, then carefully opens them and grabs some newspaper on the left side of the table and starts drawing some scribbles with a red crayon. Some more kids come into the place a little after, and Alfred gets everything ready. He sees the storage room door cracked open a little and he walks over to shut it. The kids start coloring,playing, and doing homework and Alfred sits in the back of the room flipping through some magazines and newspapers. He grabs his number book from his bag and flips through and comes across James number. He steps outside for a few minutes and decides to ring him, but James doesn’t pick up. Please pick up. It’s been awhile since they’ve talked and Alfred gets flashbacks of memories with James and the cave, he really misses him. He dials it one more time, but he doesn’t pick up. He sighs and walks back in. He sits down at the blue table with Aidan. He is still coloring and Alfred notices that he is drawing a pair of red boxing gloves. Alfred looks at the paper, then back at him. 

“Hey, what are you drawing there?” Alfred asks.

“Boxing gloves!”

Alfred smiles and nods.

“Nice!”

“When I grow up I want to be a boxer!” says Aidan.

Alfred smirks then laughs, looks down at his shoes then back up.

“I could help you a lot with that!” Alfred replies happily.

Aidan laughs then his mom comes to pick him up. Then Alfred goes to the storage closet and up the stairs, the stairs are quite tiring, but he makes it up. He enters the storage room with file cabinets and boxes filled with school supplies, lightbulbs, and other stuff.  He sits on a stool while looking out the window as Aidan drives home. Alfred smiles. He realizes with his new job, he’s gonna enjoy it.

The phone rang and Alfred picked it up and the stunned look on his face told Aunt Pearl that it must have been James who called. The last they have heard about James was a month ago. When Alfred hung up the phone he told Aunt Pearl that it was James and he was clean from drugs and asked if Alfred would help him get a job.

Alfred remembered when, “James was there in the cave three years earlier when Alfred’s mother died of pneumonia in the city hospital. James sat with him all night, whispering, “Gonna be alright, Alfred. I’m gonna stick by you. We’re partners right?” Alfred also remembered all the good times they had in the cave.”

When James came over that week Alfred helped him enroll in night school and got him a job at the recreation center. Later that week Alfred introduced James to Spoon, Jelly Belly and Mr. Donatelli. Alfred still goes up to the gym every once in a while in his free time and still goes for his morning runs. Alfred has noticed that since he is not going to the gym as much anymore that his muscles are not as big as they were and he is not as strong as he was when he was training for boxing.

 Neither James or Alfred have talked to Major or Holis since they got caught trying to break into the Epsteins store again last month. Alfred thought, It's probably better off that they are not here when James comes back because now they can't get him hooked on drugs again. 

One early bright, sunny morning James and Alfred went for a run in the park. “Why did you quit boxing Alfred?” announced James.

“I did not quit. I retired because I no longer had a passion for boxing. I felt like I had more to give to the community. That's why I love working at the recreation center and helping children realize that there are ways to stay out of trouble and not take the path that you and I have. I am so proud of the both of us. We have both cleaned up our acts, you James have been clean for a year now and I see a bright future for the both of us,” Alfred stated. 

“How has work been, James,” Alfred asked confidently. 

“Ya know, the same as always. Engineering is not as easy as it may seem, ol’ Alfred,” replied James. The dusk was magnificent and stunning, looking into it would make you forget about all of your problems for a moment, you would feel joyful and touched as you watched the sun melt into yellow and pink strands of color, spreading across the sky of Harlem. Burning away the sight of the pollution that streaked the sky day in and day out.

“Look how far we’ve come, James,” said Alfred, “You got a wonderful job as an engineer, and now I own a small little grocery store just down the street.” He was right. Ever since the Epsteins decided to get different jobs, Alfred decided that instead of working at a grocery store again, he would own one. 

“I’m sorry about what I did back…” James said. 

Alfred cut him off saying, “It’s okay James. That was long ago. Everything worked out in the end. Even though you did have to serve a lot of hours in community service, you got past it, and we moved on. You beat the stuff after months of determination, and you proved to yourself that you have what it takes to beat the stuff. Just like how I proved to myself that I could be a contender.” All the memories are starting to come back to me. What memorable times. James and Alfred kept promenading towards their next destination, Spoon’s house. The wind was docile and lackadaisical, breezing past the two as they slated for Spoon’s place. James was thinking about what happened, how he did those awful drugs. He thought to himself, Oh man, did I mess up back there. I got hooked on that awful stuff. The cure, the clinic, everything, it just feels like it was yesterday. At least it is over now.

“You nervous, uncle Alfred,” James asked.

“Yeah, a little. It’s just been a while.” Alfred quietly replied.

“Well, here we are,” said James. “You ready Alfred?”

“I think so,” said Alfred.

Alfred thought to himself, I’m so nervous. It’s been so long. What do I say, what do I do? I just hope everything goes the way it should. 

As the two stood outside Spoon’s dorm, the wind gently softly blew by, biting at Alfred, as his nerves chilled him until an ice ball formed in the pit of his stomach. As Alfred rang the doorbell, Spoon was ready to greet him. Everyone Alfred had been close to or acquainted with in his boxing career had come. Everyone had also changed. Except Mr. Donatelli. He was still the same ol’ trainer everyone knew and loved. Jelly Belly had finally learned to control his nearly unstoppable eating habits, and had lost wait. He had become a better boxer and in his spare time, talked to kids about the dangers of vicious eating patterns and why you should stay fit. The Epsteins had new jobs in finance for large companies, Aunt Pearl got to sing in a choir for a small play, and Betty and Spoon were married, now.

“Hey Alfred, James! How have you guys been,” Spoon said, his voice always welcoming.

“We… we have a lot of catching up to do,” said Alfred, with a trace of timorousness in his voice.

“You don’t have to be apprehensive, ol’ Alfred. I want to hear your stories, boys.”

“We would love to,” said James.

“I’m all ears, James.”

“I bet they ought to be interesting,” Mr. Donatelli replied.

“Mr. Donatelli,” Alfred said softly.

His cold raspy voice was still the same, and he had successfully trained another champion. He still had thin lips, but he was notably a little more muscular than before. He had decided he wanted to train again to rebuild a little more strength, and he did just that. Boxed a few of his trainees, too.

“Nice to see ya, Brooks,” he said.

“Nice to see ya too, Mr. Donatelli.”

“So what happened to y’all?”

“It’s a long story.”

“I can’t wait to hear it, Brooks.”

“Really? Okay, should I go first, or should you…”

“You can go first Alfred.”

“Thanks, James. Always been a good person deep inside. It all started when…”

The birds were jovially singing in the tall and verdant trees as the enchanting smell of flowers and the morning dew filled Alfred’s nostrils as he ran through the park. Smooth and easy Alfred, pick those feet up. Don’t let that stitch bother you, just keep at it. Calm and cool, Alfred thought as he zoomed past the two policemen waving at him, talking as Alfred passed them.

The first policeman asked, “Did you hear about that fight a few years ago, Al and Hubbard?” 

The second policeman responded, “Yeah, real good fight. That Brooks kid had a real heart I heard.”

“Mhm, went two and four in his boxing days.”

As Alfred waved again to the avuncular passing runners, he felt nice. He felt even better when he remembered who was next to him, James. James was trying to keep up with Alfred, but Alfred was just too fast. Alfred slowed down so they could be at the same pace, and after running they arranged to meet at Epstein’s in an hour. Nonetheless, Alfred came home and ate: Juice, two boiled eggs, toast, and tea. He was still wondering why he ate that after he retired from boxing, but he did nothing about it since he was so accustomed to that way. At eight, they met at Epstein’s to start work. 

“What in the world are you dressing up for, a red carpet?” Alfred asked as he saw James walk in the Epstein’s store with a midnight black tuxedo, a blue plaid shirt with a blue and white striped tie, and black sun-glasses that gave early shoppers the feeling that James was a part of the FBI.

“I thought there was a dress code, sorry, it’s my first day,” James responded.

“No, it's fine James, just…  start by unloading the trucks, and after that just tell me and I'll tell you the next job; Alfred, take over the cash register,” Lou announced as he walked into the store from the backroom.

They worked on their jobs until noon then had lunch, where they reminisced about old times.

“I can’t believe I tried to burglarise this place ‘cause I was on the junk. I also can’t believe I was let go from jail because someone paid my bail.” James said enigmatically.

“Huh. Whoever paid that bail must be a very nice person.“ Alfred said as he clandestinely smirked because he thought about a load of money gone from the bank account Alfred made when he was boxing. 

They got back to work, but James never finished his assigned job since three fully-loaded trucks came to the store for him to unload. Nevertheless, Alfred went from register to sweep to trash to mop to placing new goods. At the end of the shift James changed with dexterity and they quickly drove to the recreation center, which was their second job. They said hello to Harold and Lynn and was assigned a group of kids who wanted to learn how to box. Alfred and James jogged over and sat down.

“Hello kids, I am Alfred and this is James, and I am sorry to tell you that you aren’t going to learn to box, but-”

All the querulous kids started shouting at once yelling, “I wanted to box,” and started chanting,” BOX! BOX! BOX!”

James intervened, “Calm down children, you can’t learn because…  you have to start with exercises. You have to make your core as strong as a body-builder.”

They made the kids do exercises like jumping jacks, sit-ups, deep knee-bends, and other core exercises. When James and Alfred finished the workouts and the children were tired, James gave the children some important advice.

James explained, “Kids, come here, I have to tell you somethin’. In life, while you climbin’ the stairs, nothin’s given to you. You have to try to achieve things, but nothin’s gonna happen ‘till you try. Okay, see y’all on Wednesday.”

Alfred and James dexterously left the recreation center and went to their next stop on their to-do list: Night school. As they walked in, a blast of icy air surrounded them as they now longed for warmth. They sat down on the uncomfortable blue high-school chairs as they looked at the time, which just turned 6:30. The night school teacher was none other than Bill Witherspoon, who gave Alfred/Henry the books/supplies needed for that class. On the first day of Night School, they did a practice test to see what they needed to know, and the other classmates did, too. 

By the time they finished the test, the class was over, so they exchanged goodbyes to Spoon and went to Alfred’s house. James’s parents were out of town, and Alfred needed to keep an eye on James because of his drug addiction, so James went to Alfred’s house. They greeted Aunt Pearl and her new husband Uncle Adam and went right to the television. Alfred went past a French-teaching channel and smiled as he changed the channel to a gangster movie. They slowly fell asleep on the couch as their day caught up to them on that joyous night.

“Time to get up” Alfred thought. 

He rose from the bed, sore. But ready for the day. He was out of the apartment by 5:30. He walked down to the sidewalk, took a deep breath in, and just like that he was off. He ran with pride. For once in Alfred’s life he could say he was happy, genuinely happy! He ran past that memorable park, and the same stitch ran up his side. The police officers were there, but different people. Alfred made it his job to get to know each officer. The Harlem sun started to come up. Dusty red and orange colors gleamed down onto Alfred’s skin. The smell of garbage and gas started rising. It was all almost comforting to Alfred. 

 It was about 7:00 when Alfred got back to the apartment. He headed up the stairs, unlocked the door, and crept into the kitchen as quietly as he could. He started the kettle, grabbed a pan- started the stove, and grabbed the eggs. 

The apartment smelled like perfection, and a just pinch of must. Breakfast was ready. But this time it was a breakfast for two. Alfred walked into the bedroom and handed his fiancee, Ally. The beautifully and deliciously crafted meal. 

“Thank you Alfred-” Ally yawned. 

The two talked for what seemed like hours. Alfred told Ally that he was heading to the Rec Center, and he was going to meet James. Ally was good for Alfred. Alfred had met Ally one his first day back at school. She was perky, happy, gorgeous, and oh so smart. Alfred fell in love as soon as he laid eyes on her. 

 “Ok Al, just be back by supper.” Ally whispered. 

With a kiss goodbye Alfred was off once again. As he was walking down the stairs a wave of memories hit him. The stairs seemed like the stairs to Mr. Donatelli’s for a split second. He took a deep breath and stopped. Stopped to think. Before he knew it his mind was flooded with  memories. 

His first time walking up those tough and steep stairs, his first win, his first KO, his first fight, his first loss, the robe, Bud, Spoon, everyone. A tear came to Alfred’s eye. Without the gym, without Mr. Donatelli. He could’ve ended up like Major, Sonny, and Hollis. Alfred had seen them in the recent news headlines. They had just been arrested for being caught with drugs on them. Alfred always knew someday that would happen. They hadn’t grown up. Stayed teens, and will probably never change. He was lucky to still be there. 10 years later. Still alive and well.

 “Wow.” Alfred thought to himself.

 After some time, he snapped out of the lucid dream. He checked the time, he was going to be late. Again! He headed out the door once again. Walking with speed through the beautiful and crowded streets of Harlem. He headed right up Ellis Street, took a shortcut through Deluca Drive, and then he was there. The A & J Associations. 

After Alfred helped James clean up. They both took an oath to each other. Promised to do nothing but good things for themselves and others. They both started going back to school, well partly. Alfred knew he wanted to do something big with his life. Something that would live even after him. Him and James came to a conclusion that they would start a Rec center. Or something of the sort. A place where “outcasts” could go after school. A safe place for all people. They called it A & J Associations. It was a place where kids could come together after school to do extracurricular activities. Boxing, art n’ crafts, more school, charity events, life skills, and so much more. 

People are actually starting to volunteer their own time to the Rec center. Complete strangers. It lit Alfred’s heart up just thinking about it. 

“Hey Al!” James shouted down the street.

 Alfred’s head whipped towards him. Suddenly Alfred’s world paused again. He thought about the night he found James, hopeless James. It was a wonder that James made it. He pulled through it all. The withdrawal, the ups and downs. It was a wonder. He looked good too. He wore a smile, fresh clothes, and looked genuine. Alfred’s world came back in a flash when he felt the embrace of James. It felt good to be hugged by him. Even though they saw each other a few week ago, it really was the little things that made Alfred’s day,

The men walked into the center. Seeing all the kids there made James smile more than Alfred himself. 

“I’m glad we did the James, I’m glad I did this with you.”  Alfred said blissfully.

 “Me too bud, me too.” James said with a grin

 The men stayed there until 5. They taught and spent time with the kids. James and Alfred were becoming the Rockstars they were meant to be. As they we’re closing up the center, a hard pound was sent from the backdoor. 

“I’ll check what that was.” James exclaimed. 

However Alfred could sense the fear in his voice. 

“Be careful James!” Alfred said. 

“Oh calm down Uncle’ Al.” James said with a smile. 

Alfred eyed him, but his smile broke through. Laughing past the lockers, James finally made it to the backdoor. To his doubt, he opened the door to a happy surprise.

“Is that James!” Aunt Pearl gleamed. 

Alfred’s head once again whipped, he knew that voice. 

“Yes mam.” James yelled happily.

. Alfred flashed over to the backdoor, giving Aunt Pearl the biggest hug of her life.

 “Hey.” Alfred said gleaming.

 Alfred hadn’t seen Aunt Pearl in a while, mainly because she moved to Manhattan to pursue her own dreams. The three talked and talked for hours, well more like minutes. Alfred was so shocked he forgot the time. 

“Oh gosh!” Alfred exclaimed.

“Ally?” James said, grinning at Aunt Pearl.

“How’d you know?” Alfred said. 

The three headed up the streets. As Alfred looked at the sun slowly setting, and the stars rising. Alfred loved everything about Harlem. Everything about his life. They walked up to the apartment door. Jame’s knocked ever so aggressively. 

“Alfred! You didn’t tell me we had company.” Ally said sarcastically.

 The four talked and talked, until the moon smiled down on them. Laughing and telling funny childhood stories all night long. Alfred took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and smiled. He was where he was meant to be. 

Alfred Brooks is now 47 years old and has kept on taking care of kids in the after school program. From all that experience of keeping kids away from drugs, Alfred wants to become a professional teacher for addicts trying to become sober. He remembers his old friend James and how it was too late to protect him. He wanted to guide kids and teens into a successful direction. Alfred is still boxing as a hobby and has gained major skill in championships and just working in the gym. He has also won a decent amount of money to be comfortable and  own his own house. 

James continued to take drugs until he collapsed when he was 28 years old. He was taken to the emergency room where he was in a coma for 4 days. Alfred was kind enough to pay for his hospital bill. Unfortunately, at 4 am, James’s heart stops. They tried to shock him back to life, but James didn't make it. They had a funeral and Alfred wanted to bury James by the cave as a good memory. Every morning, Alfred would jog through the park and would pass by the burial. He would hear the birds singing a happy tune and always thought to himself that James can’t get hurt anymore. He can’t always risk his life anymore. Of course Alfred wanted the best for James but sometimes the best was to get out of pain and suffering. 

Mr. Donatelli is now in a retirement home. Alfred visits Mr. Donatelli on the weekends. Mr. Donatelli is 93 years old but still is much stronger and more aware than the average. His retirement home was joyful and classy and Mr. Donatelli was very happy there. He also had a lot of high end friends.

“Did you bring the Macaroni and Cheese boy?”  Mr. Donatelli says in a rasping voice.

“Why would I forget.” Alfred said. Don’t I always! He thought. But then he remembered how Mr. Donatelli did so much more than give macaroni to Alfred. He remembered wehn Mr. Donatelli was strong and willing to teach Alfred and give him the strength he needed. Aunt Pearl is 70 years old and she fulfilled her dream of being in a choir. She has performed in the Lincoln Center, Barclays Center, King Theatre, etc… Alfred bought her a house and took care of her too. She is thankful everyday for Alfred and she admires him with how he grew. Jelly Belly finally cut down on the food and got incredibly good at cooking salads and chicken. Plus, that is where Alfred gets the Macaroni and Cheese from for Mr. Donatelli from. Major, Sonny, and Hollis have been planning to rob a bank. That specific bank is Wells Fargo. When they thought they were successful in the robbery, the cops caught on to them and they were sentenced to 30 years to life in prison. Spoon is now 63 years old and he has a wife and 3 kids. They are James, Lila, and Cole. They are triplets and are 15 years old. Spoon is a Doctor and he works at New York Presbyterian Lower Manhattan Hospital. When Mr. Donatelli told him to pursue working and learning in school, he went and did about 5 years of medical school and studied to be a surgeon. Alfred looked into James’s family and his history and found out that James had some long lost cousins. He didn’t know how to tell them so he wrote them a letter and also sent a picture of the burial sight. He also gave them the address of the burial so they can visit him. 

Cousin 1: “Oh my goodness, I missed him so much and now I can’t see him.”

Cousin 2: “ I can’t believe he went out like that.”

Cousin 3: “We should have never pushed him away like that. That’s probably why it went downhill from there.”

All 3 of them visited the burial and all had their separate speeches. Then at the end, all of them said together “We miss you and will never forget about you”. And to this day, they learned more and more about James and how he grew up. 

James walks over to Alfred, giving him a hug and a high five. “How you been Al?”

“I've been doin’ good, my child really getting on my nerves sometimes.” Alfred sighs and takes a deep breath. “All she does all day and night is cry and sleep man, cry and sleep.”

“Oh you have a child now?” questions James. “I ain’t seen you in that long?? Man I missed you brother.”

“You too man. I was about to go on a run, so see you later!”

 James runs off into the distance thinking of how his and James' life has changed. “God, 5 years is a long time!” Alfred thinks. Alfred runs all around the neighborhood, just like he did when he was practicing to be a boxer. He passes the spot where Major, Sonny and Hollis first beat him up. He smiles and laughs, thinking of the good old days. 

Alfred passes Mr. Donatelli, and gives him a fist bump. They have a friendly reunion, walking back into Mr. Donatelli’s Gym. They punched the peanut bags, had a friendly, fun spar together, and then split off. Alfred goes back home to his wife and child, while the wind blows in his face.

“Hey honey! Just saw James at the cave again from our childhood. Might go clubbing’ with him later!”

“Alright, just make sure you stay off those drugs and don’t drink too much.” she says. 

Later on in the day, when Alfred and James are exiting the clubroom, drunk, Alfred punches James right in the face, but he didn’t want to. James’ head hit the ground like concrete.  It was a symptom of being drunk that triggered the feeling to punch someone, just like he did to Griffin a while back. Alfred realizes that James isn’t following him, so he calls back to James and sees him on the floor not remembering that Alfred was the one that knocked him out. The world around Alfred is still rainbow to him. In his eyes it’s a nebula, but he perseveres and tries his best to text his wife about what happens. 

His wife arrives, with a disapproved face. “I thought I told you not to get drunk!” she said angrily. “Where’s James?”

Alfred points towards James laying on the floor mumbling, “bring him too.” He still doesn’t remember that he knocked James out, or if James passed out. 

They arrive at the house, and Alfred goes to sleep to waste the effect of the drunkenness on him. James got layed down on the couch in the living room, to see if he wakes up and remembers anything in the morning. Alfred wonders, “What did I do?”

 

Four hours later, James wakes up. He turns all of the lights on, waking Alfred and his wife up. The wife immediately asks, “Do you remember what happened. Tell me now.” 

James rubs his head, trying to remember. “Uhmm, I was drinkin’ with Alfred and we walked out of the club. I think I saw his arm come towards me. I ain’t sure though if it was him. We were both drunk and having a good time.” James then walks over to the fridge at Alfreds, grabbing an apple and some orange juice. “This food is really good, who gave it to you guys? Where’d y’all get it?” 

Alfred walks over, and starts to remember. “I really did. I actually did do that. I punched James in the head like I did to Griffin” The sound of Griffin’s jaw slamming the ground makes Alfred make a face of disgust. A face of regret. 

“Stay here I’ll be right back.” Alfred carefully walked up to the front desk making sure not to bump into anyone across the way. W-what if they arrest both of us? Aunt pearl would be so worried.

 “H-h-hi,” said Alfred. 

“Hello young man, how can I help you?” A short large lady sat in a desk chair with a white button up shirt, with a name tag named Martha. 

“Umm, I need a room for my friend, he’s severely bleeding.”

 “Oh, well where is he?” She said in her southern voice. 

“He’s right there.” Alfred pointed behind him, James slouching on the fabric couch. 

“Wait a minute,” said Martha, squinting her eyes. “I Recognize him, didn’t he rob that grocery store?”

 “Uhh-” Said Alfred. 

“There is no way we are taking care of him, I’m calling the police,” she shouted.

“No, no, no, please you can't. I know he robbed that store but believe me he isn’t here to rob anything or harm anyone. Please, he has been my best friend for years and I’m helping him get out of a bad state of mind. He added nervously, just please, I’m begging you. I’ll-I’ll pay extra! Just please don’t call the police.” 

“Okay, Okay, fine, what’s your name?” “Alfred Brooks”

 “Okay Alfred Brooks fill out this sheet of paper for your friend.” 

“Okay, thank you.” As he walked back to James, he felt eyes watching his back. 

“W-what did she say, they’re not gonna arrest me right?” James whispered in a frightened voice. “No, they’re not, she almost did but I told her I’d pay extra if she didn’t call the police.” 

“Wow, thanks Al.”

 As Alfred filled out the paper, James watched over his shoulder. 

“Okay done, I’m going to give this to the lady,” said Alfred. 

 Alfred gave the paper to the lady, as she was smacking on her peice of gum, she said, “Thanks kid, take a seat we will be with you shortly.” 

Alfred sat back down on the fabric couch with James. As the two were waiting, Alfred observed the setting of the hospital. There was a janitor sweeping the floors, a phone at the front desk that kept ringing, and children running and playing with toys. 

After about 55 minutes of looking around the lady at the front desk said “Umm, Alfred Brooks.”

 Alfred looked up quickly, frightened, “The doctor is ready for your friend,” she said. 

“Oh okay, thanks.” Alfred got up quickly and tugged James as he lifted him up, they followed a man, with a white doctor’s coat, black hair, and a black beard. He brought them into room 103. 

He asked,”So, what’s up?” As he eyed Alfred and James down. 

“Umm well,” Alfred said, as his hands began to sweat. 

“Hold on, I’ve heard about this fella right here,” pointing at James. “Didn’t he rob that store?” 

“Umm y-yeah, but please don’t arrest him, he isn’t here for trouble, I already paid extra if you don’t tell the police.” Alfred said nervously. 

“Okay I guess that will work, but what are you here for?” 

Alfred said “He’s severely bleeding and isn’t the best because of the drugs he was taking.” 

“Okay, hmm let me have a look.” The doctor first examined James’ eyes, then took his blood pressure, and then listened to his heart. 

“Yeah the eyes seem to be weary, can we see that cut?” The doctor looked at James’ body as he was still bleeding. 

“Okay, first I am going to dab at the blood with this cotton pad,” the doctor said. “Okay good, now hold on, I’m going to grab a bandage.” The doctor searched a cabinet, then pulled out a large bandage. Then the doctor then put the bandage on James’ body where the bleeding was. “Let me go grab a water for you boy so you can feel a bit better, and maybe a snack to refill your system.” 

“Ok thanks doc,” said Alfred watching the door close shut. Alfred and James just sat looking at the clock and examining the room.

 About 15 minutes later, the doctor came back with a cold bottle of water, and some warm soup. “Here you go fella,” the doctor said as he handed the water and warm soup to James. 

“T-thank you sir,” said James, shaking.

“Harder than it used to be, huh Alfred?” Someone yelled from behind.

“James!” Alfred gave a relieved gasp.

“You know you don’t need to be so surprised when you see me. I am not going anywhere,” James told Alfred.

“Sorry I-” Alfred tried to say something but got interrupted.

“Look, are we on for the movies or not?” asked James.

“Of course,” Alfred said happily. It had been 7 months since James got out of the drug rehabilitation center, still Alfred liked to keep an eye on him. 

“You bringing the kids?” James said.

“Do I do anything without them, James?” Alfred said jokingly. They both laughed as Alfred headed towards the door straight ahead of him. When he opened it he was greeted by loud music. 

“ I am not doing it. Stop get off me,” yelled a stern old voice.

“Hey, Mr. Donatelli. You got them warmed up for me?” asked Alfred

“They want me to dance, Alfred. Dance!” Mr Dontenelli said.

“But Mr. Epstein used to always do dance parties on Friday and-” Alfred started to say.

“I know, I know, I am sorry I’ll start doing it,” said Mr. Donatelli.

“No, it's fine,” Alfred said solemnly. 

Alfred hugged Mr. Donatelli and got to work. It has been 7 years since Alfred opened the rec center with the help of Mr. Donatelli and Mr. Epstein. But now the owners are just Alfred and Mr. Donatelli because Mr. Epstein died one year ago. Major, Sunny, and Hollis went one last time to the Epsteins’. This time they saw Mr. Epstein and shot him. Now Alfred wishes he never said anything that time when he went to get James for the movies and spilled the Epsteins’ most valuable information. The information that made Major want to try and get their money again and again. Alfred started to zone out.

“Come on man, you gonna teach me anything. I need to impress the ladies in Ms. Pearl’s music class,” said one of the children.

“Oh, sorry buddy,” said Alfred.

Later that day it was time to go to the movies. Alfred called for his kids to go, “ Abby, Joe” it is time to go. Then they both rushed down the stairs.

“Are we going with Uncle James?” said Abby.

“I am so happy he moved from Queens,”said Joe.

“I thought it was Brooklyn,” argued Abby. Alfred stood there without words. Better think of something fast, Alfred thought to himself.

“It was Brooklyn, and yes we are going with him,” answered Alfred.

“Dang It!” squealed Joe. On the car ride over James was talking about his day and how he went to the bakery and then visited Henry at the gym. He went on about the amazing cookies he had at Daphne's Cake Place. He kept saying “they are not just for cakes like the sign says”. Then he got into what he did after that caught Alfred’s attention.

“Then I finally worked up the courage to go tell Major off in prison,” James said happily. Alfred slammed his foot on the break.

“What?” Alfred gasped

“I know what you are thinking, but it felt so good. I told him if he was not in my life I would have been just fine, and then I cried a little bit,” James said proudly. “Tears of anger of course.”

“But what if he-”

“Alfred I am fine,” James said reassuringly. 

When the four of them pulled up to the movie theater, the shining beautiful lights drew them in. The red carpet lobby was beautiful. “This is nothing like the movie theater we went to as kids,” said Jamesin awe. Then they walked to the counter. While Alfred was trying to find his wallet ,James was still checking out the place. Then when James looked back he saw Alfred leaving.

“I forgot my wallet,” Alfred said with his head down.

“It is okay, Alfred. I have money, so I will pay,” squealed James ecstatically as he was tripping over his words.

“Really?” Alfred said grinning.

“Yeah,” said James. They all walked into the theater together, and used James’ credit card for the first time.

      The End

Epilogue

“I know, but it still hurts,.” Alfred said, holding back tears. “I just wish the nurses could save him, and we weren't too late.” Alfred started to remember the ambulances when he tried to save James. It was scary for Alfred to remember that. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, Alfred thought to himself.

“I know you miss James, but he will always be with you,” Mr. Donitelli said in a comforting voice.

“Thanks, wait what time is it?” said Alfred.

“Quarter to 12!”

“ Oh! I got to go to a lesson with Eliote” Alfred said, surprised that the time went by so fast.

On the way up to the gym, he saw that the stairs were so much more bent in then they had been when he first started coming to the gym, from so many people coming up to the gym over the years. It brought back some good memories.

After Alfred got back to the gym Eliote  was already there. Alfred was a fantastic  boxing teacher,  and he found great joy in it,  Mr. Donatelli saw it too. He was a little timid to tell Alfred the news, he did not know how Alfred would handle it. 

“ Alfred,” Donitelli said reluctantly.

“Yeah,” said Alfred

“I am going to be retiring next week.”

“ WHAT? WHY SO SOON? I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO WORK HERE AGAIN! NEXT WEEK IS THE WEEK THAT JAMES DIED! I AM ALREADY IN ENOUGH PAIN-”

“You did not let me finnish Alfred,” Donatelli interrupted.

“ You will still work here-

“BUT HOW-”

“Alfred!”

“Sorry, Mr. Donitteli” Alfred said, sounding defeated.

“You will run this gym”

“ WHAT? THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!”

Alfred was very good at running the gym,  it almost seemed like he had to run it for  more than just one day. All of the  people  that joined the gym really liked Alfred and thought he was an amazing teacher, just as Mr. Donatelli did.

                    

Alfred walked down the long pathway to the entrance of the building and noticed the beautiful grass field. The blades stood tall at attention like an army would salute their sergeant. The field was arranged in box patterns like a checkerboard, and looked cut and styled by a barber.

Alfred gets greeted by a nurse who demands to know who he is here to see. Alfred says “Mam, I am here to see my best friend James who just checked in.” The nurse replies “Ok, right this way.”

Alfred opens the door to James' room and sees Griffin in bed. He was sweating and could not stay still, constantly twitching and shaking. He looked into the corner for the referee to give a count, but did not find one.  Alfred shakes his head to get rid of his thoughts. James, are you okay. No, I need heroin. Alfred please one last time. I can't handle this. Can you please find a way to get me out of this rehab. No James. It is for your own safety and health, I am not going to let you get hooked back up on that 🤬. Whenever you take it, it's like you enter a whole new world and an alien takes control of you. Alfred I feel like I am being eaten from the inside out.  James you have to understand that the people here are to help you and not to let you take any drugs.  I want to protect you, not kill you. How about we go take a walk around the park while it is still nice out.  Ok fine! 

James climbs out of bed and gets dressed. He asks for permission to leave the building and walk in the park in the back. Alfred and James leave from the back of the building and walk down the path to the park, The sun was bleeding orange and beaming waves on their faces. The trees were tall and the leaves were changing colors like a rainbow. The birds chipped in harmony to a peaceful tune. The air was fresh and soothing.

So James, what do you plan on doing when you get out of rehab. Well, I wanted to get a job at a store and work at the cash register. I always wanted to work at the cash register and help with customer service. I know that I made some really bad choices in the past. I want to work on my skill on how to treat people. I think that I would be perfect for this job, and I can even help customers find what they are looking for.  

They sat on a bench for hours and talked like they were back in the cave. They both felt safe. Alfred was proud that James was trying to turn things around. James was very grateful for Afred’s help. They were partners.  

Well let's start heading back, Alfred said. It is starting to get dark and you have to take your medicine. It is a quarter to seven.  Ok whatever. Let's go James! We should go eat dinner in the cafeteria. Let's get the chicken noodle soup, and see if it is better than Aunt Pearls. Then I have to leave,  and you should go to bed for the night. 

Alfred calls a cab and walks down the front pathway. I hope that James really changes. 🤬, he already asked me to get him heroin. What happens if he can not get clean. What happens if he leaves rehab and tries to rob the Epsteins again. I will lose my job. This has to work out, or Aunt Pearl is going to send me to the Reverend. Can't give up now. I have to have faith. James can do it. He is the next contender. Nothing that a steak and a good nap can't fix.

An iconic voice to him spoke up on the other side.

“Hey, Alfred.”

“James? It’s been a while.”

“I know.” He sputtered a chuckle momentarily.

“What’s been going on lately? You sound a lot better from when I last saw you.”

“Well, I finally managed to quit just a few months ago, actually.”

Alfred’s small smile grew to a nearly ginormous grin. Those words were the thing that gave him a warm feeling of comfortability that had sparked up just now. Alfred had remembered when he found James in their old cave with a huge, deep, bleeding cut on his arm that would’ve gotten infected if he hadn’t assisted him. Even during this cold fall night, he felt warm enough to slip his jacket off from those words.

“Well, that’s great to hear. When can I see you again in person?” Alfred asked James.

“Maybe tomorrow afternoon? I gotta work an extra shift for my job.”

“Well, I’m glad you got a job too.” 

Alfred had realized that his excitement was getting the best of him, and said his goodbyes before hanging up. He couldn’t believe that James had survived the drug addict ordeal. Hopefully he’ll look better from when I last saw him. James was a mess last time. Alfred thought. When he checked the time, Alfred realized that he needed to get back to his apartment, and ran faster than the wind towards his apartment complex, getting out his ID for the employees working there at the moment, ready to collapse onto his couch when he took his entry.

“ID please, sir.” Spoke one of the main jobholders, waiting for Alfred to schlepp out his identification card.

“One moment, sir.” Alfred fumbled in his pockets for his ID. They always seemed to feel like mini junkyards stuffed into one tiny place all at once, and the textures ranged from soft to smooth, to hard and sharp. He eventually found his ID card a little dirty, but still in phenomenal condition. Alfred handed his card to the staff member, waiting for their scanning eagle eyes of steel to verify it. Their eyes were creepily more aware of what was around them more than he ever was within his 25 year lifespan so far. 

“Alright..Alfred Brooks. You may proceed.” 

“I'm coming alfred!” They rushed out the door in a hurry to get to the grand opening of alfreds new torturing class. On their way there Alfred recognized a familiar face. “Does he look familiar to you?” Alfred said in a confused tone 

“No why?” 

“Dont worry about it.” 

“OoKk, are you ok? I know that this is a big deal for you, just calm down Alfred it's going to be alright.” “Yea yea,now lets go before we are late!”

“Alright we are her-” 

“Alfred!!! Is that you?” James and Alfred turned around to see henry. Alred ran over to him and almost knocked him over with his bear hug. 

“ Missed you too bud.” Henry said in an excited tone. They got up and looked over at James

 “Is that james?”

“Yes it is! Alfred said.

 “Wow he is looking better than ever! Hey James,you done drugs?”

 “Yes sir! You can thank the person right next to you.” Henry turned over to Alfred and smiled. “So, why are you here?” James asked as he walked over to alfred. - did n