12.
Absently, Ptolemy nods.
REGGIE (CONT'D)
Who was it?
PTOLEMY
Coy.
REGGIE
Who?
PTOLEMY
(insistent) Coy. You know - Coydog. REGGIE Uh-uh, Uncle. He one’a them niggahs hang out up on the corner? PTOLEMY Oh, yeah, that’s right. He was, he was prolly before your time. REGGIE Who was he? Reggie takes the pitcher and refills the glass. PTOLEMY Coydog was this old man, good friend who taught me my letters and
made me swear I’d do something, something. But I cain’t remembah what it was.
Reggie leans over and brings the good glass to Ptolemy’s lips. It is only now that the old man realizes how thirsty he is. He guzzles the water, stops, and then guzzles some more. PTOLEMY (CONT'D) ...and, and there was this fire somewhere. I could hear the cowbells clankin’. REGGIE There was a fire up on Crenshaw. Maybe it was that. PTOLEMY Naw... I don’t think it was that one. REGGIE What about this Coy guy?
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