Behind the Fence: Just Another Death
The statement was so nonchalant, I almost didn’t think twice about it. “Oh. Staten shot himself in the head.” So normal. Like I shouldn’t be shocked. About to move on to the next topic of discussion, I suddenly realized the weight of that statement, “Wait. Staten. Staten Bratton. Your homie. The one who hung out with us at the Christmas party. The one who was just released.” “Yeah. Dey...