Later that night…
*shh shh shh* my socks brush against the floor as I carefully walk towards the living room. I can only make out a dark form, but I feel a liquid on the bottom of my feet. The only light is from my phone screen until I flip the light switch. I see Brody Foxx’s face staring at me blankly as he crouched down. I spotted a crimson colored blotch that dawned his pink polo. I felt a deep sorrow as tears trickled down my cheek. My eyes started to blur. My heart was racing. Brody foxx kneeled by my mother’s lifeless body. His voice was quiet as he said,” yo mama so fat….” he pause and swallowed his spit as his breathes became heavier and he spoke again ,”Donald Trump used her as the border wall!”