‘Now,’ I said, then paused to take a deep breath before continuing. ‘Now, I want you to think about something. Tornadoes.’ As expected, she sh...uddered visibly, trembling with fear, her eyes widening with such prevalent, negative memories from her time living in Oklahoma. ‘Mint chocolate chip ice cream,’ I said, and she almost instantly calmed and stilled, a slight smile upon her face at hearing the name of her favorite flavor of ice cream. ‘Just sit still…’ I instructed her, and Crystal looked. Mom's best friend, Trisha, had been in a car accident and needed emergency surgery. More like sisters than best friends, Mom had taken the next flight out to be with her. Dad had planned to stay, as he had a few trips booked during the two- or three-weeks Mom would be gone. In the almost thirty years they'd been married, they'd never spent a night apart. Mom called two days after her arrival in Montreal in tears, she felt incomplete so far away from her husband and was thinking of coming home,. It wasn't long before she had to piss. It took a few moments for her to relax herself before she could let it flow."Take that, white boy!" she thought to herself as she began to relieve herself into him. He immediately started thrashing and bucking. She had to clamp her thighs tightly onto his head to keep her balance, but she continued to let her piss flow into him without pause until she had fully emptied her bladder.She took a few more chugs of this whitey's expensive beer and immediately. “Why’s he wearing that bow?”“Oh, my Momma said he don’t know any better, so I can put that bow on him if I want to,” the girl smirked. “Don’t he look pretty?”“I guess,” Aruni held out her hand for the dog to sniff. She had never had any dogs because of her father’s allergies. The dog sniffed her hand, then licked her fresh cut. “Ouch,” Aruni yelped. “I have a band-aid inside if you want it,” the girl said. “No, that’s o-” then she remembered her mother’s instructions, “Actually, okay. I could.