I see a kid shine in her eyes. She beats me at who-has-most-scars-on-the-body. She has them all, broken bones, stitches, bruises, even dog bites and scratches. “Of course” she says with a grin, “I can’t show you how many scars I gave those dogs.”
The dogs who violated the woman in her, she couldn’t hurt them back. How she wishes.
How I wish.
Action Hero Namit Chaturvedi