The truck was driving on the other side of the road. The deer cross glently off road-drived. It didnt awarwed from tha¨big machine as flesh running like thousnds horses.
The driver saw it, and as he was hungry, push push acelerator put the truck on the limit,
Very fast the deer died.
The bones crashed inside flesh. It was like a Japanese mushroom, (it was liquid inside).
Only the bit of blood out the mouth told the truth to some animals of the forest near.
The rabbits afraid and put the skin all red by rolling on the thin hair. The birds shaved their mouths assorved.
The driver open the door of tha´truck. Go out with the gun. Shoot the animal´s head to be sure of it´s death. Go back tha´truck and searched for a big black bag.
He put the animal inside the bag and back. He smell the warm air of the bag with the still hot flesh.
In the cabin played and singing the man the radio music pop was Christina Aguilera, i´m afraid. Ho ho. It was sunset very yellow the corn fields around. Sunflakes over the window sunglasses. In a gasoline post stopped for Jack Daniel´s bottle.

Ray