I know grief just fine, but I can’t imagine living day by day with that-knowing the brother I shared a face and secret language with was ripped out of my life when the bullets were meant for me. Kyle was the one who actually slept with her, though. Kyle’s identical twin brother, Kenneth, was gunned down last December for sleeping with this guy Jordan’s younger sister. “That’s why Kyle and his family bounced,” he says. “So Leteo is legit?” I sit down by the sandbox no one plays in because of ringworm.īrendan paces back and forth, dribbling our friend Deon’s basketball between his legs. (Rumor has it she’s learning basic French because her neighbor down the hall may be having an affair with the married superintendent, and the language barrier is a bit of a block. I know him as much for his honesty as I know Baby Freddy’s mother for her dedication to confirming the gossip that comes her way. That’s what Brendan, my sort of best friend, tells me at least. I called bullshit at the end of each one.Įxcept now we know the procedure is 100 percent real and 0 percent bullshit because one of our own has gone through it. Every single news station was interviewing different representatives of the Leteo Institute to find out more about the “revolutionary science of memory alteration and suppression.” It rained that weekend, so I hung out with my friends at the Laundromat, chilling in front of the security guard’s old TV. And when I saw the headline “Here Today, Gone Tomorrow!” on the cover of a newspaper, I mistook it as something boring, like the cure for some new flu-I didn’t think they were talking about memories.
The first time I saw a poster on the subway promoting the institute that could make you forget things, I thought it was a marketing campaign for some new science fiction movie. It turns out the Leteo procedure isn’t bullshit.
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