I picked at her teeth, knowing the infected blood of her mouth would get beneath my fingernails, and I dug my hands into her mouth to tear out the teeth.My friend’s sister Anna, whose pretty green eyes had a way of piercing right through my thoughts, she slapped at my hands, yelling, “Stop it! What the fuck? Stop it! What the fuck are you doing?” The body in the casket remained dead and quiet. The front of my shirt was spattered with little red dots and fleck marks, and Anna’s shirt was now spotted with it too. Anna continued wrestling with my hands, saying, “Leave that fucking thing alone! Why are you touching her?” Anna’s eyes were so pale, so icy, that admittedly, I started to forget where I even was at all.