"He will!" Sofia lit a cigarette, watching me disappear down the street, leaving two red streaks of light behind, the motorcycle sinking into darkness.
"No, oh God, he won't, I swear, swear to God." Amir shouted, witnessing something unbelievable.
"You saw it just now, he will." Sofia shook her head, blowing out smoke rings, not believing Amir's words.
"I swear, last month we went for a motorcycle cross-country ride, and he almost broke his leg."
"Really?" Sofia confirmed.
"Yes. I was with him all the time, I know. God. When did he learn that?"
The roaring sound drew near, I swerved the motorcycle sideways, drawing a semicircle on the ground, stopping by the roadside.
"Fack!" Amir looked like he had seen a ghost. "Drifting?"
"Is there a problem?"
"Fack!" Amir yelled. "Are you really Kenny?"
"Yes!" I looked at my brother's expression with satisfaction, shocked silly, right?
"Alright, let's go, you're riding, right?"
I nodded.
