Portia
We just stand there and watch the women and girls lifted off the truck. I count a dozen. All in various states of dress, some with bound wrists. All looking terrified as they're led single file down to the waiting boat which has just started its engine.
One tries to run, and a soldier punches her. Just punches her right in the temple. The force off it knocks her sideways. Someone else screams as she staggers, stumbles, tries again to run. The soldier doesn't punch her this time. He takes his gun out, c***s it, and shoots her in the stomach.
I don't scream but the others do. In my periphery, I see my uncle take a drag off his cigarette while Fernando watches the scene with cold indifference.
The woman drops to the ground and the others behind her are made to step over her body. S
