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up!”
    The doctor positioned a tall stool between Apple’s spread legs. Apple lay there and was extremely nervous, until Shaun injected a good portion of dope into her system to help her relax.
    Apple laid her head back, and soon became loopy from the heroin seeping into her system.
    Dr. Skiff removed the tools he needed for the procedure from his leather handbag and placed them on a wooden table next to him—forceps; uterine curette; cervical dilator; syringe with spinal needle; and a pair of embryotomy scissors.
    Dr. Skiff took a deep breath, put on a pair of latex gloves, and leaned forward between Apple’s spread legs and started with the method.
    Mary stood next to Apple, holding her hand and watching. She had seen the practice done many times, so she was used to it. Many of the whores were quick to get an abortion done; sometimes Dr. Skiff was at the whorehouse five or six times a month.
    Apple felt numbness below as she was poked and prod with the cold instruments digging inside of her, and the tools weren’t sterilized properly. There was blood everywhere. The doctor had to dilate Apple’s cervix just enough for a small tube to be inserted that would be able to remove the fetal tissue. Apple felt a little cramping, but the drug soon had her feeling far-off somewhere.
    Dr. Skiff continued with the procedure, roughly removing the baby and breaking it apart. No one in the room cringed or showed any remorse.
    Soon, the abortion was completed, and the still fetus was pulled from Apple’s wound and laid on the cold table. Apple was still loopy from the drugs and medication.
    Dr. Skiff rose up from off the stool, removed his bloody latex gloves, looked over at Shaun and said, “She’s done. No more baby.”
    Shaun nodded and tossed the doctor a lumpy envelope filled with cash. The doctor snatched it from the air, quickly opened it, and counted the hundreds and fifties. He was satisfied with his payment.
    “She needs rest,” he told Shaun.
    “She needs to start making me some money again.”
    “She’ll be no good to you, if she doesn’t get a few days rest and begin healing.”
    Dr. Skiff quickly gathered his tools, stuffed them into his leather handbag, and made his exit from the room.
    Shaun looked over at Mary and said, “Make sure she is able to start working again in three days. I ain’t fuckin’ playin wit’ her. And that bitch better not get pregnant again. I can’t afford to have this doctor take away all my money ’cause y’all bitches are slippin’ wit’ these tricks.”
    Shaun left the room, slamming the door behind him. Shaun thought about Apple and the pain she caused his family. She didn’t know it but she had an expiration date. He planned on selling her pussy to get his paper up and once he was done with her, he planned on beating her within a half inch of her life, putting her in a coffin and burying her alive where no one could ever find her body. Then he planned on going back to the states and murdering Denise and Kola. He vowed to wipe out the whole family.
    Mary turned to Apple, who was sweating and delirious. She cleaned up the blood and put a wet rag against Apple’s forehead.
    “You’ll be all right,” Mary said.
    ****
    A few weeks after the abortion, everything seemed to be back to normal with Apple. She was taking antibiotics and turning tricks again, still hoping that Chico would find her and rescue her from her hell.
    Apple was being fucked by a trick, as his hairy chest pressed against her.
    “Oh my God! Your pussy is so good. Ooooh, it’s so good! So damn good!” the trick chanted, looking like he was in a trance.
    Apple felt a sharp, sudden kick inside of her. She quickly pushed him off of her and clutched her stomach.
    What the fuck! she thought.
    “Why you stop?” the man asked.
    Apple wasn’t worried about his questions. The sharp kicking continued. She sat hunched over, holding her stomach. “Oh shit!”
    “Mami, you OK?”
    Apple didn’t realize that her