decision.
We’ll figure this out.
It would take 20 years for the full cost of that sentence to come due.
But in that moment, on that December morning in a one-bedroom apartment with a broken radiator and a landlord named Gerald Potts who was going to have questions, Walter Briggs became the only father Marcus, Darnell, and Calvin Brooks would ever know.
The first year was survival.
Pure, grinding, exhausting survival.
Walter enrolled the boys in Jefferson Elementary using a combination of creative documentation, a sympathetic school secretary named Helen
