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datatime: 2022-11-27 17:45:31 Author:YZTftYfr

"Jesus Willy Christ!"

"You ain't no doctor," Chub said to her.

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

The white guy's face appeared over the woman's shoulder. He whistled and said, "Hey, sport, what happened to your eye?"

"No, but I work in a doctor's office. An animal doctor-"

"Good question," the woman said.

"Whatcha gone do with all that lottery money, nigger?"

"Try to clean this messy gunshot and stop your bleeding."

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

Yep. Definitely the colonel.

Craning his head, Chub saw it was attached to a striped, sand-caked body that could not possibly be his. The cock, for example, was puckered to the size of a raspberry; definitely not a millionaire's cock.

"You ain't no doctor," Chub said to her.

"You heard the man." It was the white guy, holding the Remington. "He wants to bleed out. You heard him, JoLayne."

"Try to clean this messy gunshot and stop your bleeding."

Yep. Definitely the colonel.

Chub shook himself like a dog, spitting blood and sandy grit. The bicycle patch had peeled, so now he had two open eyes with which to keep a bead on the nigger girl; more like one and a half, since the unhealed lid drooped like a ripped curtain.

"You heard the man." It was the white guy, holding the Remington. "He wants to bleed out. You heard him, JoLayne."

JoLayne Lucks couldn't do it.

"-and you're about the dumbest, smelliest critter I ever saw," the woman said matter-of-factly.

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

"Whatcha gone do with all that lottery money, nigger?"

"What're you gone do to me, if I might ast?"

"Well, I thought I'd buy me a Cadillac or two," JoLayne said, "and a giant-screen color TV."

"You ain't no doctor," Chub said to her.

Had to be a nightmare is all, a freak-out from the boat glue. That must be how come the nigger girl looks 'zackly like the one they'd robbed upstate, the one clawed the shit outta us with those hellacious electric-looking fingernails.

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