Some light weekend reading

There is no cow.

enjoyed reading it..

Drew me in, even though I'm dead on my feet.

Prescient? From my fiction to America's fate.

As she lay against a dune watching the skies for streaks of goodness, Lori heard the drunk guys laughing, full of trash talk, heading her way. Knowing the risk, she drew her fishing knife from her belt and stilled herself to stone.

“Well lookee here,” said the biggest boy, when he stumbled over her. Built like a football lineman, he wore one of those fraternity shirts with Greek letters.

“We done hit us some white meat,” said another boy.

“You all don’t want to mess with me,” said Lori.

“Oh yes we do, sweetheart,” said the biggest drunk, lunging for her. Lori managed to slice his arm open, but his buddies piled on and raped her. The police didn’t believe Lori’s version of what happened, not even when it turned out she was pregnant.

But being believed was the least of her worries.

“You know about that new law, don’t you?” said Layla. “Abortion is now officially murder in North Carolina.”

“That’s ridiculous,” said Lori.

“Good god, sister. Don’t you watch the news?”

“Not unless it’s important.”

“Well this is important. If you’re over sixteen and you get an abortion, they’ll charge you with murder. Premeditated murder. They’re working to get the death penalty, too. All they need is a few friendly judges.”

“They? Who’s they?”

“They is a bunch of rich, white assholes like that Jock Shaw character.”

“Never heard of him.”

“You have now.”

After a lifetime of listening to Layla say the sky is falling, Lori knows enough not to argue. Her best bet is to sit tight and let things blow over.

“This isn’t going to go away, Lori,” says Layla, reading her mind. “It’s already happening. In ten years this fucked up state will be just like Afghanistan.”

“I’m not going to have some rapist’s bastard child.”
“Better get moving, then. If the Tarheel Taliban have their way, you’ll end up in jail, or worse.”

It didn’t take long to discover the truth of Layla’s words. Lori couldn’t find a doctor on the coast who would help her. They were all scared. The state had hired an army private security contractors to enforce Shaw’s Law. They only got paid when women got screwed.

...because I hate having to wait for the rest once I get sucked in beyond the point of no return. Looks great so far.

So, I'm guessing you don't much like the way NC politics are headed? Not sure where I got that idea, but gotta agree.

"In ten years this fucked up state will be just like Afghanistan.”

Amen, Brother.