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“I
saw a man, a dark man. He black as coal, but dat ain’t why he dark. He big, one
of de biggest I ever seen, an’ dats a gift from de dark side, but he both more
and less den a bokor.”
“I
doan understand.”
“I
doan neither, yet, not ‘xactly. But he ain’t a bokor ‘cause he choose to be. Not
one whut takes his power and sharpens it on purpose, devotin’ his life to
studyin’ de bitter Loa. He do know some of de rituals of power, and he use ‘em,
but he doan understan’ ‘em. He use ‘em lik’ a little chile doan know how to read
yet still can say his ‘a-b-c’s.”
And
from Jamie Hill’s Family Honor…
He
pulled a bigger knife from his pocket. “I
know you’re gonna be whoever I want you to be.
I’m gonna call you ‘Mama’ and you’ll call me ‘Dickie’. If you don’t like it, our little game will
end a lot sooner. It’ll be disappointing
for me but I can live with it.” He
smiled. “Not sure you can.”
Family Honor by Jamie Hill
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