"And you wear a green and orange one," Danny said," and that's enough for me."

"Sure,

"We going to sit and talk all night, or we going to get this thing rolling?" Danny asked.

"What I'm tryin to say," Tigo went on, "is that I just happened to be picked for this, you know? Like to settle this thing that's between the two clubs I mean, you got to admit your boys shouldn't have come in our territory last night."

"I got to admit nothing," Danny said flatly.

"Well, anyway, they shot at the candy store. That wasn't right. There's supposed to be a truce on."

"Okay, okay," Danny said.

Tigo was explaining to Danny that it was unfair for Danny's gang to invade his gang's territory and Danny was not batting an eye showing no regret. Then into positive tone. c

"Some things you got to keep to yourself. There ain't nobody you can trust in this world."

"There should be somebody you can trust," Danny said. "Hell, you can't tell nothing to your people. They don't understand." Tigo laughed. "That's an old story. But that's the way things are. What're you gonna do?"

"Yeah. Still, sometimes I think I'm turkey."

Danny feels the same and tells Tigo not to worry about it and just keep it to himself.

Is the type of gun that Tigo and Danny used. The gun was the main object in the story because the gun chooses between Tigo and Danny life and the reader doesn't know who will die till the end of the story.

Wild                                

Determined                  

Talkative                       

Rowdy                             

Tough                                                 

Bossy                          

Courage

Respectful

Friendly

Loyal

Caring

Sensitive

Brave

Jolly

 

 

"Screw the clubs!" Tigo said. "Can't we pick our own ..." The word was hard coming. When it came, his eyes did not leave Danny's face. "... friends?"

 

"Hey you know, I'm glad they got this idea. You know that? I'm actually glad!"