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I pinched my lips together, and I made myself nod. Calvin gave me a bracing look and took his place by the table. He put his hand on the concrete blocks. With no further ado, Maryelizabeth handed me the brick. The rest of the panthers waited patiently for me to perform the punishment. The vampires would have dressed this all up with a special wardrobe and probably an extraspecial fancy brick from an old temple or something, but not the panthers. It was just a damn brick. I held it with both hands gripping one long side.
STANDING AT THE HEAD OF THE CROWD, SOOKIE CAN'T HELP BUT STARE BACK INTO THEIR GNARLED COUNTRY FACES. IN THE BACKWOODS HAMLET THAT IS 'HOTSHOT', THERE IS NO GRASS -- ONLY DIRT, CHEAP PLASTIC LAWN FURNITURE AND THE DILAPIDATED HOVELS THESE UGLY HILLBILLIES CALL HOMES. SHE IS ABOUT TO SMASH A MAN'S HAND BECAUSE THAT'S HOW JUSTICE IS SERVED IN THIS MOTLEY COMMUNITY OF BELLIGERENT INBREDS. SHE FEELS LIKE VOMITING ONTO HER CHEAP PAYLESS SHOES.