Chapter 3

Linda ---I watched a movie a while back. It was about a couple of lions that had terrorized the construction of a railroad in Africa. I had heard Michael Douglas’ character talk about the Maasai. A tribe in Africa that killed lions as a passage into manhood. To become a warrior, they had to kill a lion with a spear. They would then cut off its mane and wear it as a headdress. They ate the heart to capture the strength and courage of the lion. I went on the internet and studied all about the Maasai. I found a site where some of the families were selling spears of their dead ancestors. Each spear had a story. I bought the spear of “Meshack” a dead Maasai warrior who did not agree with the new ways of the Maasai. Nowadays they were protecting lions instead of killing them. I guess the Maasai had become “woke”. I also bought some red warrior beads and now I am ready.

Leona—I am never in charge anymore. The Freak can come and go as she pleases. That poor girl Linda, the one from the salon, had taken some horrible abuse and I could not stop it. I thought the Freak was going to kill her that last time. But she seemed to know just when to stop. Then it was Red’s turn. If Sam had not been there, I am sure the Freak would have hurt her badly. Red left and I did not expect to hear from her again. That would probably be for the best.