A Ten Pound Bag
Chapter 74: Bravo – A Feverish Interlude–III
Copyright© 2020 by Emmeran
Mama, I don’t feel well mama.
Left. Right. Left.
Christ on a crutch mama, they shot me in the back again.
Everything hurts Doc got any more magic pills, grunt super candy Doc.
Pete buddy when did you get here?
Oh look Brin, my good buddy Brin.
“Brin have son?”, Pete asked.
“Yes, sure Brin have sons. I told you we can trade.”
My words still wouldn’t come out straight, those f•©king mortars were still thumping all around.