"Let me go! Fuck, you son of a bitch!" Annie screamed this time, her arms wriggling as fast as they possibly could. She ached, every inch of her body seemed to be throbbing in pain. She wanted to go home. She wanted her son in her arms, and for Jimmy to wrap his arms around her and tell her that everything was going to be okay. She didn't know why it was Jimmy that she wanted to hold her, it was the least of her concerns now.
She sobbed against his mouth, spitting out any remains of him onto his shirt. Annie's eyes narrowed and the next thing she knew was that familiar flood of darkness.