No more circumcision. It was over between us. My mother is gagged, he reported. It was a match.
Which are you? he asked. Haven't finished. His worried face lost its scowl and he began to smile until his features formed a great half-moon, reaching from the back of his bald head to his chin, all wrinkled in laughter. As he sped away he realized he was once again shaking with the release of tension, the high of a good scare.
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