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"JESUS, YOU MORON!" he screeched. "What are you tryin’ to do, cut my damn ear off?”
Jack Spider O'Malley was seated in a musty recliner in front of the television, a soiled bath towel draped over his shoulders as the barber went about her work.
Lillian Christmas had been trimming O'Malley's hair now for nearly twenty years. Like her mother before her, she tended to the man’s every need; this tonsorial chore generally occurred on the last Saturday night of each month as he slouched watching a TV game show or wrestling program.
"God damn it, woman; if you cut me, I’ll damn sure get up out of this chair and teach you a lesson!” he growled.
The barber stepped back and appraised the man for a moment. Years of violence had taught her to consider his comments carefully.
"I’d like to finish." she said quietly.
The room was awash with late evening glow seeping through an ancient, curled window shade. Lillian watched O’Malley carefully as she waited for his response. She thought the old man looked even more demonic than usual in the dirty, dying light.
He turned his head slightly and leered at her. “I’ll bet you’d like to finish, wouldn’t you, bitch?”
For an instant, Lillian’s button-eyes blazed, dark liquid floating behind thick lenses.
As she glared at O’Malley, the stout woman’s head tilted involuntarily. In response to her pose, cruel gravity shifted her matted wig; a crimson tarantula clinging desperately to life atop a desert outcrop.
"It would help if you'd let me turn on a lamp," she finally said, her voice soft. "I can't see very well in this light."
"You fat, helpless pig,” he snarled. “You couldn't see nothin' if you was sittin' in the park at high noon on the 4th of July!" Spider snorted laughter and lifted his damp, fleshy hands to his face, thumbs and index fingers curled to cruelly mimic Lillian’s thick eyeglasses.
Over the course of the past forty years, Lillian had grown accustomed to this taunting jackal. She'd hated O’Malley since the first moment she’d laid eyes on him … and the hate had grown each time he touched her.
*****
"My sweet, Lilly," her mother smiled as she bent to kiss the chubby six year-old. "Please say 'hello' to Mr. O'Malley, honey. He's going to stay for dinner."
"Yeah, hi kid," the horrible, red-faced man sneered as he leaned down toward her. The child recoiled in response to the stranger’s monstrous appearance. O’Malley’s forehead was slashed with a long white scar that arced left-to-right from his greasy hairline to a prominently bisected, bushy eyebrow. From there, the path of the scar continued south, disappearing into the socket of a hideous, dead-yellow eye.
"Here's a present for you, your momma said you like presents,” he hissed. As he spoke, the stranger shoved a brown paper sack at the little girl as she hid behind her mother.
"Here kid, take it,” his voice rose. “What's wrong with you, you STUPID or somethin'?" He spat the words.
Lillian’s mother, Lucy had brought home a lot of men but this one was different; he both frightened and repulsed the little girl.
"He's just kidding you, Lilly. Here, look at what we've brought you," Lucy said, taking the sack from O'Malley’s grip and removing the gift.
"Mr. Potato Head!" the plump first-grader beamed.
"What do you say, honey?" her mother coaxed her.
"Thank you, Momma, thank you Mr. ..."
"Call me Spider," the big man snarled. "Damn, kid, you look kinda’ like ‘ol Mister Spud-Head, you’re both sorta’ squatty and round," he smiled evilly, a portent of things to come.
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