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The Long Run
The Long Run
The Long Run
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The Long Run

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Harlem stalwart Monroe Webb is reluctantly drawn to cheeky newcomer Annie Wu, who has moved in across the hall.

Annie knows that Monroe opposed her bid for a space in his building, but she can't help but be fascinated by his style and his dedication to local causes.

Can these neighbors mend fences or are they better off breaking them down?

Release dateFeb 2, 2021
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Ruby Lang

Ruby Lang is the pen name of nonfiction writer Mindy Hung. She has written for The New York Times, The Toast, and Salon. She enjoys running (slowly), reading (quickly), and ice cream (at any speed). She lives in New York with a small child and a medium-sized husband. Find Ruby Lang at RubyLangWrites.com and on Facebook.

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    The Long Run - Ruby Lang


    Monroe Webb had bought his apartment for a song in 1992—literally. A co-writing credit on a hit single had allowed him to put a down payment on his two-bedroom in central Harlem. Now he owned his place outright. He was on the co-op board. He boasted eight, sharp, bespoke suits that hung reverently in the airy walk-in closet he’d installed in 2004 after his son had moved out. And the nervous Asian woman now in front of the board was willing to hand over 5 times what he’d paid long ago for the privilege of living in the same building as his Black ass.

    It was always a jolt to find out how high the prices in his HDFC building had climbed despite the income restrictions placed on prospective buyers. And with that jolt came a mixture of fierce pride in the neighborhood that had grown around him (and truthfully in his investing skills) along with a feeling of unease about the changes, about the new people coming to his neighborhood and painting it over and cleaning it up. Even if they weren’t overtly trying to make America great again, it made him apprehensive. People like Annie Wu made him worry.

    She wore a linen shift dress, a simple cut that someone had probably told her was elegant but on her frame hung like a plain t-shirt. At least she sat straight, her feet not quite making it to the ground. She’d stretched her toes, probably to steady herself, but he found himself noticing the line of muscles of her smooth calves. He had a tantalizing peek of the rounded underside of two kneecaps, set slightly apart.

    And then his gaze caught at her hem and he realized what he was doing. His eyes snapped up, and he glowered at the paper in front of him. But quick Annie Wu had caught that glower and instead of averting her gaze, she mock-frowned right back at him.

    It should have been exactly the wrong thing for her to do. This was her board interview—he was one of her interviewers.

    Even as he tried to impart with his brows the gravity of her situation, he noticed the laugh lines blossoming around her eyes, and he was struck momentarily by how vivid and fine her face was, a face that seemed mobile even when she was perfectly still. Or, in this case, animated by her open amusement—at him.

    She didn’t seem like she would be a particularly restful neighbor.

    Her eyes danced until Ms. Hernandez asked her a question, and she turned back to the other members with the appropriately supplicating expression of a prospective tenant trying to prove that she was humble yet solvent, meek yet friendly, a perfectly behaved potential addition to the community who would most of all, not upset the delicate balance of their apartment building.


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