You might read A Truck of Strawberries and find the story very hard to believe but I swear it's all true. My name is Tarrelle "Truck" Handerson. I play college football and I work at my father's tailor shop. Thursday night I went to bed in my father's house with less than twenty dollars in my wallet. I spent Friday morning in bed digging out my shorty then I called my cousin, Dante, to get a ride to the mechanic to pick up Dad's busted Volvo but it wasn't ready. By Saturday, I was living in a mansion, driving a new Porsche, spending thousands of dollars, sleeping with different chicks,...