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Blood is Thicker Than Sugar
Blood is Thicker Than Sugar
Blood is Thicker Than Sugar
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Marcus White was used to stuffing down tacos, filling up stat sheets and fraternizing with classmates until his dad cursed him with diabetes, or the sugars as his grandmother likes to call it. Before Marcus had the sugars, he was a prep basketball standout with a promising collegiate career upon him; now he’s just a recently dumped, third generation diabetic.
Being barely able to tell the difference between a carb and a carburetor, didn't stop his mother from sending him to Washington D.C to help care for his ill grandmother. In D.C He establishes a deep bond with his grandmother, and learns more then he could have ever imagined about family, friends and himself, enough to question everything.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJames Arawole
Release dateDec 25, 2014
ISBN9781310632181
Blood is Thicker Than Sugar

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    Blood is Thicker Than Sugar - James Arawole

    Published by James Arawole

    Copyright 2015 James Arawole

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    Chapter 1: Love has a shot clock

    Jake palmed the ball; Jake palmed the ball like an ape palming a coconut. Pounding the ball against the pavement, he ran the length of the court. The sun glazed his dark skin; sweat glowed reflectively while trickling against his chest. Three to four dribbles before he faked right before going left. He blasted past the defender every time. Predictable, but few had the kahunas big enough to stop it.

       On the next play he dashed right past his defender, plundered inside the lane, gathered his feet hop stepping into the heavens. With his hands cocked back behind his shoulder blades, feet bent behind his knees, he tomahawked the ball into the rim. The sidelines roared with praise. A combination of fear, and excitement swarmed through the onlookers.

    There couldn’t have been a better day for a pick up game. The sky was clear, the wind blew cool air, the mosquitoes were occupied and if you looked directly into the sun you could see the basketball gods smiling down on the blacktop.

     Marcus White was tall by normal measures standing 6’1. His frame was small, but he had just enough muscle to be considered an athlete. Marcus brushed his low cut caesar with the

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