My Neighbor-s Son Part 1 - Jack Radley Rafael... -

He knew my name.

He was perched on his own roof, one knee drawn to his chest, a cigarette burning between his fingers even though he couldn’t have been older than me. The moonlight hit his face—sharp jaw, dark eyes, a small scar cutting through his left eyebrow. He wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at the sky, like he was waiting for something to fall. My Neighbor-s Son PART 1 - Jack Radley Rafael...

I should have climbed back inside. I should have pulled the window shut and locked it and forgotten this ever happened. But something about the way he said my name—like it was a secret we now shared—kept me there. He knew my name