And so it continued...
Amber was there, seated on the very top of that swan float, the one that blew up Becky Leeman. She was there in her pageant gown, hair done, trophy held in her hands.
She was there, seated perfectly still, and she smelled the gasoline. She smelled it and couldn't move. She couldn't scream. She saw her ma, standing over there, smiling, waving with her one good hand; Loretta smoking and cheering and grabbing the ass of a passing cop. And there was Becky. Becky who was seated on that car. Amber's car. And she was talking to Leslie Miller but she kept her eyes on Amber. She was smiling and then she pointed...
Amber looked over, down, and saw her, Gladys Leeman. She was there and she was going to light the float. She had the match in her hand. She was leering, her eyes seemed red, her teeth long and huge and sharp and why couldn't Amber scream? Why couldn't she move? Didn't anyone else smell the gasoline? Oh my god please, smell the gasoline!
Gladys said something, Amber couldn't understand. The flame was lit, Gladys backed away, cackling over and over and over...
BOOM!
Intense pain and then nothing... nothing but Gladys Leeman yelling, "THE SWAN ATE YOUR BABY ANNETTE ATKINS! THE SWAN ATE YOUR BABY!"
She was there, seated perfectly still, and she smelled the gasoline. She smelled it and couldn't move. She couldn't scream. She saw her ma, standing over there, smiling, waving with her one good hand; Loretta smoking and cheering and grabbing the ass of a passing cop. And there was Becky. Becky who was seated on that car. Amber's car. And she was talking to Leslie Miller but she kept her eyes on Amber. She was smiling and then she pointed...
Amber looked over, down, and saw her, Gladys Leeman. She was there and she was going to light the float. She had the match in her hand. She was leering, her eyes seemed red, her teeth long and huge and sharp and why couldn't Amber scream? Why couldn't she move? Didn't anyone else smell the gasoline? Oh my god please, smell the gasoline!
Gladys said something, Amber couldn't understand. The flame was lit, Gladys backed away, cackling over and over and over...
BOOM!
Intense pain and then nothing... nothing but Gladys Leeman yelling, "THE SWAN ATE YOUR BABY ANNETTE ATKINS! THE SWAN ATE YOUR BABY!"