I could hear his breathing, wet, rasping as the blood filled his lung. I hit him again, back of the head, and again, lower back or ass maybe. I beat h...s arms with this blow, his back with that one. I bashed his head again, and he stopped trying to crawl away, he lay there. A thick belch of blood spewed from his mouth, it was so beautiful to see his pain.“Peckerwood,” I said and smacked him again. It felt good beating his worthless white ass. I smacked him again, his head one more time, then I. I was not able to understand anything at that moment. I smiled back. This continued for some days but I could not find any hidden intentions in her smile. It used to be a simple smile, I presumed.One day I found a note on my door regarding some cultural festival in the colony, a week after that day. The day came. While I was returning from my office, I saw her child play with other children at the venue of the festival. Aunty came in my mind at that very moment and I thought that she also might. More

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