“You’re so tense. How bout we do something relaxing tonight, just you and me, what do you say?” She stroked his hand and his muscle relaxed and his fingers parted revealing a glimmer to the ring case inside. She saw it and knew it and her pupils expanded in a junky’s delight.
“That sounds fine, just fine.”
They walked the short distance into his room and, under her breath so that only she could hear, she whispered, “Mamma, you’d be so proud.”
“What was that darling?”
“Nothing, sug. I was just thinking that you look so fine.” They entered his room and she shut the door behind them. Inside a wet tarp of perspiration and blood clung to the air. In the corner the Sudanese boy betrayed his autism and recognized the new stranger and what she had to give to his adopted father, and he shrieked
