I am writing a story about After Twenty years and this is in (first person)I felt the chilly gusts of the wind and a taste of the rain.I saw a guy and he was spinning his club around.The guy with the club walked with a bit of swagger.Later that night i saw a guy who leaned on the hardware store with an unlighted cigar.The man with the unlighted cigar pulled out a match a lit the cigar. Jimmy Wells and i were raised in New York i thought of him and i like two brothers.I could not drag Jimmy out of new york because he thought that new york was the only place on the earth.I and Jimmy wells have agreed to meet again in twenty years later. Around a year or two we lost track of each other. When i was on the streets i saw a guy who had pulled
