The Stolen Brush

My grandpa was collecting scrap cardboard by the side of the road when he accidentally brushed against the designer skirt of a billionaire's daughter.

In retaliation, she tied him to the bumper of her red sports car and dragged him to death.

When I finally recovered his body, half of his flesh had been ground away against the pavement.

A year later, that billionaire's daughter enrolled at Crestmont University.

And I became her roommate.

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I returned to the dorm after finishing my shift,