Sum`b***h and the Arakadile
Let me tell you about the Arakadile and how Sum’b***h thought he killed it, because that pretty much says all anyone needs to know about me. My doctors argue there’s a lot more to me than that, but what the hell do they know?
They never met the Arakadile. Or my mother.
She had a favorite word, my mother. Sum’b***h. She could use it six ways in the same sentence. My older brother got his name because Mama called him “sum’b***h” so often everyone forgot his real name, except for me with my knack for recalling names, faces, favorite colors, and details like that. Sum’b***h was Evan. Then we had Louie and Dougie-boy, my younger brothers. And me, Jillian, except most call me “Buzz” because I stepped in a fallen wasps’ nest one summer and spent a night in the hospi
