He'd let Mercy take the razor strop to me once in awhile, but he hadn't laid a finger on me except gently, except to love me. Mr. Davis loved me too, ... knew that, but in a much more selfish way. He loved me as a man loves a possession, not another person, and for all his talk about setting me free and being my husband, Mr. Davis was always going to be a white man. I was always going to be black.He'd try to pretend otherwise though. I could see it clearly and neither of us would be happy with. The can splits open and sprays coke everywhere while the edges of the damaged can cut his cheeks. But the real damage is the kinetic energy of the thrown can plus the runner’s forward momentum. His head snaps back and all can hear the crack when his neck is broken by the impact. The feet continue on for a half pace before the runner goes down on his back to slam his head on the hard tile floor. A crunch is heard when his head hits the floor then a bloody smear develops where his body slides. More

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