"Rabid dog peeled it off and munched on the missing two"
He glides his handicapped limb in front of my bemused blink-less eyes. Chillingly freak!
I remember dad's afternoon talks. His politeness.
"Uhm, sorry. I didn't mean..."
"'tis alright, lass. I was actually born this way. Mom' grew insane and wanted me undone. Different times, expensive surgery and a lifetime of church-full Sunday mornings, here I am. She wanted to come sane, you know, but dad's not patient."
You'd say he's proud if it. The three fingered man riding to nowhere next to me.
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