Max looked like something out of a zoot suit movie. Manny, a heavyset man, was in a white suit with a black shirt and bright red tie. As usual, their choice in clothes didn’t disappoint. Both his uncles had worn suits for the occasion. We’re going to dinner, remember? I didn’t get all dolled up for nothing.”Īida fixed his uncle’s bright red tie. “Yeah, yeah, you’ll go when I say you go. “All right, I’ll go get them but make it fast because I got somewhere to be.” Rather than endure another one of their usual public scenes, he complied.
If he didn’t obey, his uncle was bound to start yelling for his friends to get their asses over here anyway.
Romero began to protest, but it was pointless. “Yeah, with this one.” Manny dumped the camera in a tote and pulled out another brand new disposable camera. The latest hook-up had been a few dozen boxes of disposable cameras. Because of the business his uncles ran they had plenty of favors to barter with that those types of guys would really enjoy. His uncles had plenty of friends with “connections.” They constantly hooked him up with things that fell off of delivery trucks, in exchange for favors. Besides why would I buy a digital camera when I got a load of these?” They give you a disc over at the drug store, smartass. “I can do the same with these as soon as I get them back. All he could think of was getting the hell out of there to go party with his friends. Let him be pissed about it when he got all the pictures back. Romero got tired of telling him about his finger on the lens. “You know, if you break down and buy a digital camera like everyone else, you can send them to him tonight in an email,” Max said. Romero’s uncles had always insisted he use their first names That asshole didn’t think we could raise this kid.” He smiled at Romero, and if Romero didn’t know any better, he’d think Manny was getting choked up again. “Shut up and get in there, will you? I’m sending every damn one of these to Cousin Lou in Texas. “Can you wind up your plastic camera a little faster so we can get out of here?” Max said. His girlfriend Aida stood next to him, wearing a dress that looked like he just picked her up on a street corner. Manny was on his third disposable camera. This story was never going to be and if it hadn’t been for you guys it may never have blossomed the way it did and now I’m so glad it’s part of the Moreno Brother series. Particularly the ones who emailed me more than once to request that I write Romero and Isabel’s story. This book is dedicated to my loyal readers.
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