Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire. In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: pepperpace.author@yahoo.com

In 1977 12-year old Vanessa White lives just out of reach of the projects that both scare and entice her. It is the year that she meets 14-year old Scotty Tremont, one of the few white boys to live in the ghetto. Initially afraid that Scotty intends to beat her up because her cousin called him white trash, Vanessa soon learns that although Scotty is a ‘Trick Baby’ and will probably be a dope boy just like his brother, he also somehow manages to be compassionate. 

Scotty is learning something as well; that his path has not been laid out before him and that everything isn’t necessarily everything. This book series takes the reader back to the 70’s style urban lit stories of life in the ghetto. It begins in the 70s and moves throughout the decades following the lives of people whose stories have intertwined in a romantic, tragic, sometimes funny, tale of street life. This story is for adult readers only and contains mature themes including language, sex, violence, drugs and racism. 


Everything is Everything

At eighteen the younger Tremont was handsome. His biracial background had given him a milk chocolate complexion and dark hair that curled naturally the way some guys spent mass money to achieve with Jheri curls. His dark brown eyes were nowhere near the same color of Scotty's cornflower blue but the similarity in brow, eye shape and facial structure left no mistake that the two were definitely brothers.


Phonso's expression grew serious. "Have you talked to G lately?"


Scotty shook his head. "I don't think I'm his favorite person right now. Why?"


"He's been using that new shit; the crack. And man, he's using it like a fiend. In New York they call people like him crackheads."


Scotty's brow furrowed and he leaned forward. "G can't be a junky that quick …"


Phonso slid a French fry through a glob of ketchup that puddled one corner of the paper tray containing his meal and then he plopped it into his mouth and chewed absently.  


Chapter 91