; 23rd May 1947
Oklahoma
"Got any more pain-killer?" The mother screeched. The mother and a boy were inside of a torched car, pulled over outside of their house. The father was sitting on the hood of the car, swigging repulsive amounts of alcohol.
"You took the last one!" The boy said.
"Richard, you worthless piece of crap!" She screamed. She flung her wrist backwards, hitting Richard in the nose. He winced, holding his nose. Blood was running down his hand. By the time that Richard had cleaned up the mess, the mother was roughly holding a screaming baby covered in blood.
"It's disgusting!" The mother screamed, deafening out the baby's screams.
Holding it in one hand, she flung the baby at Richard.
"Get the disgusting stuff off of me!" She yelled. Richard fumbled with the baby until he threw it into the backseat.
"Christopher! Shut up!" The mother screeched.
"Christopher?" Richard asked.
"That's what I called him." She boomed.
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