It was the only time he had ever smelled it. Although Miguels mother wanted her boy to come home with her, he insisted on moving back to his own apart...ment. Mama had stocked his refrigerator and freezer with food and cleaned his apartment from top to bottom. She also promised to visit him every day, but Papa talked her out of that, as long as Miguel promised to telephone them with daily reports. That first night at home, his angel didnt come. Miguel dreamed he was walking with her in the snow.. The beast loomed over him, its cobra hood flaring as it opened its maw and revealed two massive hypodermic fangs, he had just enough time to roll out of the way as it struck, slamming them into the soil. It struggled, violently writhing its long body like a worm that had been cut in half, barreling into trees and kicking up leaves as it attempted to free itself.Moreau leapt to his feet and raised the blade above his head, intending to decapitate it. Instead it brought its tail towards him,. She concentrated her gaze on the newspaper photograph of President Truman shaking hands with one of Uncle Joe Stalin's comrades. She was glad that at least some things were still normal.When Cissy and her husband, Ken, moved into the house not that many months ago, she was naturally nervous. It wasn't just the concern of what it would be like after those years of separation while her husband served his country in Europe and became one of the most handsomely decorated Negroes in the nation's. The stranger exited the driver side and walked around to my side of the car. We were parked in a very secluded area, so far from civilization that there were no street lights, only stars and trees. The door opened and the stranger said sternly 'step out of the car.' Slowly I exited the car, the door was shut, I was pulled to the rear of the car, the stranger embraced me and violently tried to kiss me. I reared back and put up my hands, to this the stranger snatched them away and captured them.