I can feel the bones separate. “No.”
I turn my back on her and walk over to my duffel bag. XXX Not gonna say I didn’t get a kick out of watching little girls change all day, but time seemed to drag on. I open the scissors and put her nose between them and smile at her. “Hi slut! She’s barely breathing. Maybe I am. Slut.”
“I want you to…” she struggles. Fuck me. I go back to the garage. Hair a mess. “Listen bitch. I give him a hundred dollar bill, one of many I found stashed in a sill safe box at the old bitch’s house.
