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‘M
y
brothe
r
..
.
Hi
s
peopl
e
ha
d
nothin
g
—’

‘The
y
al
l
ha
d
somethin
g
t
o
d
o
wit
h
thi
s.
The
y
al
l
helpe
d
ge
t
u
s
wher
e
w
e
ar
e.
Bi
g
Joh
n.
He’
s
th
e
on
e
wh
o
wa
s
gonn
a
kil
l
m
e,
unti
l
h
e
foun
d
ou
t
I
coul
d
b
e
a
moneymake
r
fo
r
yo
u
an
d
hi
s
fuckin
g
famil
y.
H
e
though
t
h
e
ha
d
m
e
a
t
th
e
en
d
o
f
som
e
puppet’
s
strin
g,
bu
t
h
e
wa
s
lookin
g
a
t
i
t
as
s
backward
s.I
wa
s
th
e
moneymake
r,
al
l
righ
t,
bu
t
I
use
d
him
.
I
t
wa
s
neve
r
th
e
othe
r
wa
y
roun
d.
Bu
t
yo
u
fuckin
g
guinea
s
suffe
r
fro
m
a
massiv
e
overdos
e
o
f
eg
o.
Yo
u
thin
k
you’r
e
alway
s
i
n
contro
l.
Wel
l,
Elle
n,
d
o
yo
u
fee
l
lik
e
you’v
e
go
t
you
r
hand
s
o
n
m
y
ball
s
righ
t
no
w?
’

I
tur
n
he
r
han
d
a
littl
e
mor
e
an
d
sh
e
scream
s
.

‘Yo
u
brok
e
m
y
ar
m!
Yo
u
so
n
o
f
a
bitc
h,
yo
u
brok
e
m
y
ar
m!
’

I
le
t
g
o
an
d
I
se
e
I’v
e
probabl
y
gon
e
a
littl
e
bi
t
to
o
fa
r.
He
r
ar
m
dangle
s
loosel
y.
Bu
t
a
s
soo
n
a
s
I
le
t
g
o
o
f
he
r,I
se
e
tha
t
she’
s
tryin
g
t
o
whac
k
m
e
wit
h
he
r
goo
d
lim
b.
S
o
I
punc
h
he
r
i
n
th
e
mout
h
wit
h
a
straigh
t
righ
t,
an
d
he
r
hea
d
bounce
s
of
f
th
e
headres
t
o
f
th
e
chai
r
behin
d
he
r.
The
n
I
po
p
he
r
agai
n
wit
h
anothe
r
straigh
t
righ
t,
an
d
sh
e
bounce
s
bac
k
a
t
m
e
an
d
the
n
fall
s
o
n
he
r
fac
e
o
n
th
e
floo
r
afte
r
I
ge
t
ou
t
o
f
he
r
wa
y
.

Ther
e
i
s
bloo
d
al
l
ove
r
he
r
teet
h,
bu
t
I
don’
t
se
e
an
y
o
f
thos
e
fang
s
missin
g
fro
m
m
y
tw
o
blow
s.I
reac
h
ove
r
an
d
pic
k
u
p
th
e
towe
l
tha
t
fle
w
fro
m
he
r
we
t
hea
d.I
ben
d
dow
n
an
d
wip
e
th
e
gor
e
fro
m
he
r
mout
h.
It’
s
stil
l
a
lovel
y
mout
h,
s
o
I
woul
d
no
t
wan
t
t
o
damag
e
i
t
.

I
pul
l
he
r
t
o
he
r
knee
s.I
sla
p
he
r
lightl
y
t
o
brin
g
he
r
bac
k.
Whe
n
she’
s
awak
e,I
wai
t
t
o
se
e
he
r
strik
e
ou
t
a
t
m
e,
bu
t
sh
e
doesn’
t.
Whe
n
i
t
appear
s
a
s
i
f
she’
s
clea
r-
heade
d,
instea
d
o
f
clawin
g
a
t
m
e
sh
e
begin
s
t
o
unzi
p
m
y
fl
y.I
bal
l
m
y
fis
t
t
o
sho
w
he
r
tha
t
she’
d
bette
r
no
t
b
e
thinkin
g
o
f
bitin
g
anythin
g
i
n
clos
e
proximit
y
.

Bu
t
she’
s
doin
g
wha
t
sh
e
doe
s
bes
t.
He
r
mout
h
i
s
he
r
bes
t
featur
e,
a
s
I
sa
y.
Whe
n
she’
s
go
t
m
e
wher
e
sh
e
want
s
m
e
t
o
b
e,
sh
e
get
s
bac
k
u
p
o
n
th
e
chai
r
an
d
open
s
he
r
leg
s
wid
e.
S
o
I
accommodat
e
he
r
.