Yellow Ghost: La Femme Selita Prequel Read Free

mad.
    “Selita, are you lying to me?”
    “Yes. I saw you were adding these numbers and putting them in this book. I followed the pattern and filled in the missing answers. The column right here that says B was wrong. The numbers didn’t match when I added them. I added them twice to make sure. I erased them and then I fixed them.”
    “Move!” He pushed pass me. He sat in the chair and grabbed his glasses off the desk. He put his glasses on the tip of his nose and he looked at all my numbers. “Did you use the calculator?”
    “No that’s cheating.”
    His eyes got really small. I couldn’t see his eyeballs anymore. “Selita, do you know what a cock is?”
    “Ah I’m not sure. I think it’s a male chicken, a rooster.”
    “Huh, do you know what a dick is?”
    “I think it’s what they call a detective in the movies. Is it the police?”
    “Do you know what a penis is?”
    “Yes it’s what boys pee out of?”
    “Have you seen one?”
    “Yes I’ve seen one in a book at the library. My Mama used to drop me off there sometimes, a lot of times. Sometimes I would walk there by myself when she would have a man over at our apartment.”
    “So you can read?”
    “Yes. Can’t everybody read?”
    He laughed at me. “Most people can.”
    “I want to learn other languages so I can talk to everybody.”
    “Really, what languages do you wish to learn?”
    “Spanish, French, and Chinese. Can you could teach me Chinese?”
    “Chinese people speak Mandarin. I’m not Chinese. I’m Japanese. I could teach you to speak Japanese.”
    “Oh, I didn’t know that. I thought you were Chinese.”
    “A common mistake for presumptuous Americans. You, my flower, I think you may be a smart little girl.”
    “I was the smartest one in Mrs. Wilson’s first grade class. That’s what she said to the lady that came to put me in foster care.”
    “I’m not sure you’re the right girl for me.”
    “Are you going to send me back to foster care?” Thinking of foster care made my tummy hurt.
    “No I will not send you back. I already paid for you.”
    “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
    “I want to be a lawyer so I can help people that get in trouble with the police.”
    He laughed. “I’m quite sure I will eventually be one of those people.”
    I didn’t understand what he meant but I smiled because he was smiling at me.
    “But sometimes I want to be a doctor so I can help sick people and give them the drugs they need to get better.”
    “Yes my flower. Everybody needs drugs to feel better.”
    I don’t know about everybody but my mother sure needs drugs to feel better.
    It took a long time but we finally got into Mr. Dragon’s big black car. Someone else drove and we sat in the back. It took forever to get to his house. It was far away from the Fantasy FunClub.
    His house was big and clean. There was green grass everywhere. It was nothing like the small apartment I shared with Mama. He had people that worked inside his house, people that cooked and cleaned. I think I will like it here. I think I can sleep without nightmares. I don’t think anyone is going to try to get me.
    Someone drove me to school everyday. I eat whenever I wanted. I never asked for anything but I get everything I ever wanted and more. The man they all call Mr. Dragon is now my Father. He calls me his little flower. He tells me I’m smart. He tells me he loves me. I think I love him too.
     
     
     

GONE GIRL
     
    10 YEARS OLD
     
    Martika Hilton is dead. I stopped calling her Mama a long time ago. The name Martika fit her better. I realized what a terrible mother she was as soon as I started eating on a regular basis. I hated thinking about her, Martika. She’s dead so now I don’t have a choice. She left me to do drugs and have sex with her men. She cared more about the drugs than she did her own kid. I hated her for it. I hated the way she loved all mind-altering substances. Thinking of her made me angry. Maybe now my anger