Hollowed Out

"He'd had it coming to him," she mumbled it like a spell, barely audible now. Jenny stood there in a trance-like state, glassy-eyed. She had seed splatter and goo on her clothes and hands. She heard the officer asking her questions. As if she were a child, she spoke softly, ashamed.

Witnesses gave their version: Earlier that evening, a pretty young woman was walking through the patch with her boyfriend. They were laughing. She looked like she was having a good time. Then it happened. She knelt down and ran her hand over a large gourd. She pulled out her carving knife and began cutting methodically in a circle. She pulled its top off. As if no one was there, she plunged her hands hard into it, digging feverishly, she scooped out the mealy flesh. What began slow and menancing became a spectacle. In a matter of seconds, she was cursing and screaming, covered in her mayhem. Some say she even cackled, said they heard her say he had it coming to him.

Off to the side, horrified and mute, stood the young man. So much for a first date.




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