A Matter of Survival

Mom gave me Dad’s handkerchief to cover my mouth and nose. She fanned out my long hair on the bed then sprayed it with Black Flag.  Yes, the very Black Flag used to kill insects.  Then she wrapped it tight in a white towel.  “That’ll suffocate those sons-of-bitches.”

She instructed me to remain still on the bed. I wondered why she used Black Flag on my head and not Alberto VO5.

She returned to the room. “Honey!  Honey!” she called out to Dad.  “Look!”

A long trail of straggling lice exited slowly from the toxic gases trapped in my head.

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