Page 84 - Thorn In The Heart

Thorn In The Heart

"Yes, I saw French soldiers killed them, but I do not think it
was Duc’s family...!”

"Duc was died of a shot on his front head by a French
officer soldier. I take a look at his face and think that he was so
afraid then die before a bullet shooting out of a gun. Duc's face
was pale white with his mouth and eyes opened wide in extreme
of frightened. His trouser had wet by his urine and dung. A
bullet made a big hole in his back head. His brain and blood
were on over his back and clothes."

"How are about his wife and daughter situations? What do
you do to help them?" In the sorrow voice, she asked.

"Yes, I did... His wife, his daughter's clothes tore off
throwing on the ground, and their hands and feet tied to the
bamboo piles by the French soldiers. They raped and beat both
victims until died then left the dead bodies on the ground under
the sunlight. Poor girl! She was just fifteen years old...! I buried
them together in a hole."

"Do you have time to make a hole for burying them?" She
asked.

"No! I pulled them and placed them in a cannon hole at the
corner on his backyard; then I covered them by ground." He
replied.

Nguyen's grandma kept silence, but her tears ran down on
her cheeks. After a moment of emotion, she looked at Nguyen's
grandpa:

“Dogs do not tear them off?”

“No. they have lucky. Do not die twice...”

“God blesses them all...”

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