The Wounded And The Slain (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
Without sound she said, Go away, mon. Dis place not open for business tonight. She pressed her face deeper into the pillow, wishing she could get some sleep. For hours she’d been trying to fall asleep, but there were too many thoughts and all of them were worries. With her eyes shut tightly she’d tried to pull away from it, but somehow it had the feel of a rope tied firmly around her chest, the other end of it out there in the darkness where it waited for her brother’s neck. The knocking came again, and then again. Winnie lifted her head from the pillow, emitting a groan mixed with an oath. She climbed out of the narrow bed that needed new springs and certainly needed a better mattress. She rubbed her hand against the small of her back, arching her spine to lessen the stiffness. The tattered nightgown flapped around her bare legs as she shuffled out of the room, going toward the alley door. She reached for the doorknob, then decided against it.
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