“That’s the smell of my skin, Mr. I have to do something. While he was eating, I wandered around the room with aimless steps, looking at the empty walls. But silence is also an answer. My uncle began to cry. I remember him coming to our house when I was a little girl. Alice…! It’s alive!.. I wasn’t going to wait for him to decide. The bird no longer fit in its nest. I once told him, “Now I’ll be the wolf and you the little girl…” So I could look into his basket. He was at the peak of his power and I was provoked him with every dirty word I knew. I waited three seconds and punched it repeatedly. Mom looked at me with a pained expression on her face and, “Okay… He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me against his chest, I sobbed. It’s alive!.. Mom, is he…?”
“I should have told you long ago, but I couldn’t, Alice…”
“UNCLE JACK…!” my forehead is on fire, I can feel my brain fried. He pinched them between his teeth and rolled with his tongue. “Now do you believe me, Mr.
