The Blood That Bonds

The Blood That Bonds

by

Christopher Buecheler

Her name was Two, and she sometimes thought she could smell her death, 

blowing in from the cemetery that lay so uth of her building in East New York. 

Sometimes she even hoped for it. Stinking, muttering, moldering death. Cold and 

dark. On these occasions, she felt as if  even the dirty embrace of the grave would 

be better for her than the squalor she lived in now. She thought, maybe, she 

might find some sort of peace that had been missing all her life. 

Darren owned her building, like he ow ned the girls who occupied it. Three 

stories tall, four rooms to a floor. They  lived two to a room, two bathrooms per 

floor, two kitchens in the building. Just  over twenty girls, every single one of 

them selling her body each night at hi s command.  In return for the money they 

brought him, he gave them food. He gave them shelter. He gave them drugs, and 

the drugs gave them escape. 

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