The White King Page #2

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What would you expect?

His mommy is from a family of

undesirables and his daddy is

a despicable traitor, you all

know what happened to him.

Huh?

What is this?

You still haven't told your kid?

It's none of your business.

Hey, son,

Where do you think your

father is right now?

He's away working.

Your... father is in a prison camp,

far, far away

and he won't be able to

take it for very long.

Djata...

You know, don't be surprised

if suddenly doing the simplest

things, the things you take for

granted, becomes impossible.

Because that's what happens with

traitor families like yours.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

You have to understand.

No, no...

I was trying to protect you.

Look at me.

I wanted to protect you.

You lied...

Yeah...

Yes...he...

You said he was working.

- I know.

You said he'd be back soon.

I will never believe a word you say.

Djata...

you know you can't

be out past curfew.

Come to bed.

Do you remember the rule?

Yeah. Don't accept any gifts.

You can play with whatever they give

you, but you have to leave it there.

I won't let their gifts in the house.

Ask them where your father is, OK?

Come here.

You got so big.

Yes, sir.

Just call me "Grandpa".

Get out!

Cats are shitting everywhere.

Djata, hello.

Wow, look who's tall!

- Yeah.

Hey...

Your shoelaces are undone.

- Oh, yeah.

What do you expect with

a mother like that?

I should have brought him to live

with us when we had the chance.

OK, off you go.

Here, Michael.

Good Luck.

Sit down.

There.

Well.

hmm?

We're going to toast your birthday.

Yeah...

Hey there, whoa, whoa,

whoa, say "Hey there".

Hey there.

Happy birthday.

Hmm...

Well, I have a...

a little surprise for you.

Something you don't have to take home.

Can you guess what it is?

You're still playing football?

- Yeah.

How about Junior Defense?

- I start this September.

So soon?

You excited?

Yeah.

- Good.

Good, you should be.

Now this,

this hasn't seen the light

of day for thirty years.

You have to be very careful with it.

It's not a toy.

Are you gonna finish this, huh?

Hmm...

Come on. Let's go.

Come on!

To the left!

Hey! Hut!

Here...you wanna feel the weight?

Whoa, ha, ha, ha, whoa, whoa!

You must never point a gun

at another human being.

Unless you wanna kill

them, of course.

Now, let's have a little practice here.

Hmm? No, no.

Two feet on the ground,

two feet on the ground!

Alright. OK.

Now, take aim.

The tin can.

Alright. Now...

loosen your hand, put it under your wrist.

Now, hold your breath

Take aim,

and...shoot.

Ha ha ha! See?

Easy as 1,2,3.

Now, this is where it gets serious.

It's loaded.

Now you must be very, very careful.

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