My foot slipped on the muddy bank of the creek and I fell into the water. My back hit the blunt rocks in the creek bed. My head was spared because I was smart enough to pin my chin into my chest as I fell. For a moment, I saw her silhouetted in the moonlight. She jumped down into the creek with me. I rolled out of the way before she could land on top of me again. Once I stood, I realized I was in range for an attack with the knife. I went in for a slashing attack as I had with Scarface. I swung the knife down at her, expecting it to take a chunk out of her face. I almost had a heart attack as I watched her catch the blade in her mouth. I was struck with simultaneous awe and rage as I witnessed the blade of my grandfather’s knife pulled out of its hilt. Peachy spat the blade out into the wa
