Topanga Seed (Ch. 56)

“Full disclosure,” Levi said when Damien called him that night. “Full disclosure,” Damien agreed. It was their game. When one had something they had to confess, they came straight out and said it. No hiding, no little games, no “maybe he’ll never find out”. None of that nonsense which populated bad movies, in which a…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 55)

“Love is the most important ingredient in anything you bake,” the rabbi intoned to the students in Baking the Spiritual Way. “I have just wasted sixty fucking dollars taking this bullshit class,” Levi thought, restraining himself from throwing his arms in the air as if to say, “Why did I bother? I wanted to know…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 54)

“Here,” Levi said to Javad, “Can you get the money out of my wallet?” By way of quick explanation, he added, “I hurt my hand.” The truth Levi wasn’t telling was that the mysterious tremors in his right hand had become significantly more noticeable and now an on-again/off-again lack of dexterity had appeared. When trying…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 53)

If to love was to live than when Levi and Damien made love late that morning, it was an unspoken way to celebrate that life. In all of Damien’s years, he had never seen anyone as shattered as Levi, nor as loyal, nor as strong. To see the actual grounds where Levi and so many…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 52)

Gunfire has an eerily familiar sound. For Levi, it harkened back not to any number of movies he had seen–where a booming cannon-like sound effect was emitted from a simple pistol. Instead, it sounded more, to him, like a pack of firecrackers going off. A thin crack-crack-crack sound, more like a sudden rush of air,…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 51)

It had started as the type of news alert one got on their phone screen and which most people disregard: “Three shot in downtown Atlanta’s Woodruff Park. Shooter killed by police.” Downtown wasn’t a crime-free zone; most viewed it as, if not dangerous, certainly a place where danger could easily sprout up. And, after all,…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 50)

Perhaps it had been his dread about coming to Atlanta again, or perhaps he had begun to believe in the things the Braunstein Center aimed to teach. But Levi had purchased a gold-plated charm and, following a rabbinical blessing, added it to his purple string bracelet from the Braunstein Center. The charm was the Hebrew…