This lady looks like a witch.
“What?” The word like hot meat hitting the ground.
“What?” I said, having said nothing, but wanting to try it.
She started in on her damned incanting immediately and I stood up to leave, but she twisted my arm with her sooty hands and grabbed at my skull. Got a hold of me. Pulled something out of my ear that I never even saw so fast did she pop it into her mouth. Rolled it around her teeth with her tongue while making a noise with her throat that sounded, in the wind, like:
Half of my body felt lighter, the other half pulling it towards the ground irritatingly.
She laughed a thin he-he and fucked off, out of my life, with something from my head being broken down by her saliva and jaw friction as she walked away.