Marcus held his hands on his face, suddenly feeling strong arms wrap around him. "Hey, boy, let's get on outta here..." a man said, and Marcus looked up at him. His eyes were tightly held together, still sensitive.
"What'd she do to you, boy?! You smell like stew, too!" the man asked, horrified. Marcus simply looked at him then put his head against the big man's chest.
Bum Bum....
Bum Bum...
Bum Bum...
"Bum Bum...." Marcus repeated, and giggled a little. "Your chest is talking, mister..." he said, giggling louder. The man started laughing, his booming laugh echoing through the room. "You're somethin, boy." he grinned and put him in the seat next to him inside one of the nicest cars Marcus had ever seen in his whole five years of life.
Suddenly, blue lights flashed in his eyes, then red, then blue, then red..... "What's happening??" Marcus wailed, a shrill whining noise filling the ambulance. He turned to the man with the widest eyes he could have, considering the burn.
"They're puttin on a show for you, boy! Brave, boy you are, brave boy." the man said with a smile, looking down at Marcus.
The ambulance whined the whole way to the hospital, and slowly Marcus smiled. He looked down at his mangled legs. Suddenly the memory of his momma kicking him and shoving him against a wall, cursing at him and screaming at him, telling all of China how much she hated him.
"What'd she do to you, boy?! You smell like stew, too!" the man asked, horrified. Marcus simply looked at him then put his head against the big man's chest.
Bum Bum....
Bum Bum...
Bum Bum...
"Bum Bum...." Marcus repeated, and giggled a little. "Your chest is talking, mister..." he said, giggling louder. The man started laughing, his booming laugh echoing through the room. "You're somethin, boy." he grinned and put him in the seat next to him inside one of the nicest cars Marcus had ever seen in his whole five years of life.
Suddenly, blue lights flashed in his eyes, then red, then blue, then red..... "What's happening??" Marcus wailed, a shrill whining noise filling the ambulance. He turned to the man with the widest eyes he could have, considering the burn.
"They're puttin on a show for you, boy! Brave, boy you are, brave boy." the man said with a smile, looking down at Marcus.
The ambulance whined the whole way to the hospital, and slowly Marcus smiled. He looked down at his mangled legs. Suddenly the memory of his momma kicking him and shoving him against a wall, cursing at him and screaming at him, telling all of China how much she hated him.