porkyandthemob

A long leg landed on the ground. It looked like it had been cut off. There was a tattoo, a big one on the calf – a sunflower. The two argued, presumably who was at fault. The larger man finally bent down and threw it in the trunk. They slammed the trunk down and got back in the pink car.
Just then his bossed showed up. He opened the door and shoved Sam outside. “Too good for this job? Get out there and do it!” He slammed the door shut. Sam stood motionless, eyes wide. The Mary Kay flag ship pulled away. Sam took a deep breath and walked to the curb. He saw the car drive down the alleyway and make a left turn. He stood there shaking, not knowing what to do. He suddenly felt queasy. He took the suit head off just in time. He threw up; again, and again.