When Marco saw him out in the rain, he offered him some coffee. He looked like he could have used some warming up. He didn't expect that he would become such a big part of Marco's life.

Thwack right to Levi's head before taking the rest of his lunch money and running off. It was almost 9 o'clock, too late for any 11 year-old to be walking out by himself. The alley now reeked of week-old trash and Levi's blood, sweat, and tears, as he lied there, unable to get up for the next few minutes. "What the hell did I do to deserve this? As if my life wasn't shitty enough."