Freezer! Oh Freezer!

When we reached home I ran down to open the gate and then close the gate because Ali was apparently too stunned to move. Last time I opened and closed and this time he should've. But no he was feeling too gross and worried. Meh. Didn't feel gross or worried when he was eating the poor man. I was kind of nervous excitement that my idea was being put into use. I felt as if I saved the day.

This time we used the wheelbarrow to move the body. We took the body inside the house and also the bedsheets that had blood on them because the trash bag had been punctured by being dragged on the road. As we were rolling the wheelbarrow inside it was leaving a muddy trail across its course. but that cleanup was work for later on. The plan was to chop up the pieces and throw them in different areas of the city. Mama got ou only meat cleaver and sharpened it by rubbing swiftly against the corner of the wall. We didn't have a knife sharpener. After putting the strainer on the bathtub drain we plopped the body in it.

"Ali you should cho..cut his limbs each in two pieces. You're the one who did this you should be the one that gets us rid of it," said Mama.

"Mama, I didn't do this. I didn't.." he started crying holding his head with both of his hands. His lips were quivering and his voice was shaking as he spoke.

Then all of a sudden he started gagging and puked on the bathroom floor.

"Wow. Amazing. Please continue to add to our misery." I felt as if my head was going to pop off. I was so mad at him, mainly, because I didn't want to follow my own plan. Imagining the best way to get rid of a body and actually getting down to do it are two different things. Firstly, it is extremely gross and secondly so heart-wrenching. I mean the poor dead man is helplessly lying over here and we are trying to chop him up. It didn't feel good. It felt so wrong, so wrong. But we were in such a tough situation we couldn't just put everything that we got after so long. We cannot just let everything that we wanted and yearned for, since forever, get out of her hands like sand. I looked at my Mama she was looking at Ali with so much anger and fury it kind of made me happy. I couldn't be happy properly and fully. This cannibalic attack is not something that can be easily be brushed under the rug. It isn't feasible for anybody especially our business and nascent family name. The current unholy circumstances didn't allow my happiness to fully pump up but she's always loved him so much and I kind of I didn't know that I hated being not loved so much. It was different before, not knowing that I could possibly be the favourite kid. That was not even something that had lingered in my mind for even a second. But right now the possibility of something that I didn't even get to experience was know being laid up in a plate in front of me. The thought was pretty exciting.

Mama's angry snarl broke the train of my thoughts. "Get out of my sight." She yelled at Ali. He ran out of the master washroom quivering and shivering and but only after looking at us accusingly as if we were the ones who ate a person's liver.

As soon as he left Mama then a held the meal cleaver, closed her eyes and aimed at his knee. She managed to puncture the skin, fascia and muscles but she couldn't cut through the bone. The white bone was very much shining through just as it is. She again closed her eyes before aiming for the knee and missed. Also, the bathtub was not wide enough and it was making it even more difficult to aim straight. Even if the meat cleaver had been sharp enough to cut through bone like cake maybe it still wouldn't have been an easy task given the width of our bathtub. My plan had many faults and now we were slowly coming to realise that there is no clean way to get rid of a body. The blood just came pouring out like crazy. The whole washroom is smelling of dead and decaying meat.

We again had to push and pull the body back into the wheelbarrow. After putting it in the wheelbarrow we started to think what to do with the body then suddenly Mama came up with the idea put it in the freezer. Our freezer is a big fat chest freezer.

"If we take all the food items and the potable shelves we can put him inside and then clean up the muddy trails by the wheelbarrow,"said Mama.

"But what next? We can't keep him forever."

"This is only a temporary solution. We need to put our act together so nobody suspects anything. Im going to put the blood-soaked bedsheets in the laundry. And you go take everything out of the freezer and put it on th kitchen counter. We are going to pretend that a lizard fell down in the freezer and so we have to get it sanitised. Or something like that."

I didn't say anything but I was fuming inside Ali butchered this man and created all this mess then why am I supposed to do all the hard work.