Published in Five Chapters, September 15-19, 2014.
By then the boys had dragged the dog to the side of the road. Kamal could see blood pooled in the middle of the road, bright on the yellow lines. There were russet drag marks on the dark tar leading to where they hunkered down by the dog and small globs of matter spotted the uneven red. Kamal swore under his breath. They should have left it there, so the next overloaded truck or bus whooshing by finished the job. How long could the damn dog live?