Death Wish
“remembered the day before Bama went East to play con with Bulldog Slim, and a week before Rachel’s release from the narc treatment center in Lexington. Bulldog, Bama, and T. drove past a mixed couple going into a plush apartment building. Bama frantically blew the car horn.
The couple put suitcases down to wave. The thin, sharp-faced white man, in faded denim, was in stark contrast to his flashily dressed Amazonian companion.
Bulldog said, “Bama, that lady is some pretty, too pretty for a silk ...stud that’s raggity as Yakima.”
Bama chuckled and said, “That lady is Willie’s sister, Reva, back from vacation. He’s her husband. His skin is white, but he’s as much nigger, in his heart, as we are. He wiped his ass with the social register. He split the white world with more money than Hollywood’s got cocksuckers.”
T. shook his head. “How did he get rich?”
Bama said, “Building better bridges and digging better tunnels all over the world. He’s Darrel ‘the Mole’ Miller the Third.”MoreLess
The couple put suitcases down to wave. The thin, sharp-faced white man, in faded denim, was in stark contrast to his flashily dressed Amazonian companion.
Bulldog said, “Bama, that lady is some pretty, too pretty for a silk ...stud that’s raggity as Yakima.”
Bama chuckled and said, “That lady is Willie’s sister, Reva, back from vacation. He’s her husband. His skin is white, but he’s as much nigger, in his heart, as we are. He wiped his ass with the social register. He split the white world with more money than Hollywood’s got cocksuckers.”
T. shook his head. “How did he get rich?”
Bama said, “Building better bridges and digging better tunnels all over the world. He’s Darrel ‘the Mole’ Miller the Third.”MoreLess
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