By Breece D'J Pancake
Breece D'J Pancake reduce brief a promising profession while he took his personal existence on the age twenty-six. released posthumously, it is a selection of tales that depict the area of Pancake's local rural West Virginia.
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Breece D'J Pancake lower brief a promising profession whilst he took his personal existence on the age twenty-six. released posthumously, it is a selection of tales that depict the area of Pancake's local rural West Virginia.
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I would have fallen asleep sooner, but I worried about what might happen to my feet if they just hung there. *** 64 Brandi wells I drive to my mother’s house. The door’s unlocked and of course, I just walk in. “Mom,” I say. The room smells like lime. Key lime pie or lime air freshener or something. She doesn’t respond. ” I ask. She’s on her knees, elbow deep in a baby tub full of liquid green Jell-O. “Skin treatment,” she says. “Gelatin is animal bones and hooves,” I say. ” Jell-O is smudge across her forehead and smeared around her lips.
I lie under the covers and watch them drag him out the bedroom and down the hall until I can’t see him. I hear him yelling and I hear hooves sliding across the kitchen tile. *** 34 Brandi wells I wake and get out of bed, careful not to disturb Ben who is still sleeping, not torn apart by deer. Not disrupted at all. I pull on a robe and go outside. “Hello,” I say. The deer don’t move. ” They don’t even blink. “Plans to butcher you. And eat you. ” I try to shoo them again. The yard is quiet. Not a rustle, no sound of breath, no gurgling of stomachs.
He uses the house’s side entrance and kicks his shoes off next to the washing machine as he walks through to the kitchen. His wife is sitting on the living room couch with her back to him, watching one of her programs. He doesn’t know which one. please don’t be upset 45 The kitchen trashcan is toppled over and scraps of food are strewn across the floor. Wet coffee grounds streaked into the grout. A broken mayonnaise jar, its glass scattered all the way to where the living room carpet begins. Also, blood sprayed across the tile.