He unbuckles the belt and slides it loose. The thing slithers through the loops like a snake, hisses like a snake.
“You’ve dishonoured us.” Even Papa’s voice is a hiss as he rears over me. “Brought shame on the family.”
The belt hurts, and I try to shield my head with my arms as the serpent bites and bites again. Probably I am screaming, I don’t know. All I’m thinking is whether he’s going to kill me.
“I have no choice,” he says, “you left me no choice.”
Papa is right – Anthony is not white.
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