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Chapter 4
Chapter 4The ride back to Queens seemed even quicker than the ride to Manhattan. Luc drove, Roland took the front seat, and André sat with him in the second row. They took a Lincoln Navigator so that Ian could fit all his stuff in the car. Rémy wasn’t aware how little he had. Ian didn’t own a television or an iPod. He had a disposable cell phone. He bought an old boom box at a garage sale, and he listened to music on its radio. He didn’t have any cassette tapes. His mother bought both of her boys laptops for Christmas the year she died. His was old, but still serviceable. Mom bought the computers with all the bells and whistles, so even after seven years, he was able to get on the internet at the library and McDonald’s. He slept in one of the old bunk beds that his father stored in the ga
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