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48%u201cIs that why you wont kill anything unless you eat it?%u201d%u201cYes. I made a vow right then.%u201d Martha told her. %u201cWhat would you have done?%u201d%u201cI would have used a bigger snake so that it could survive a little nick with a knife,%u201d Carla replied, making them both laugh.There was a noise, not a slithering sound.%u201cI%u2019ll get the gun,%u201d Martha said. Something bad is coming on the waters, but it%u2019s too dark to see.Carla listened to the sound. She knew what it was%u2014a small boat and a paddle working the water, trying to make no sound. Her father with men wanting to rape two women alone, she thought.Martha returned with the gun.%u201cGive it to me, Martha. I know exactly where they are by the faint sound. It%u2019s my drunk father with men of his kind coming to rape us.%u201d Carla told her.%u201cIf you kill any of them, the marshal from the town might come,%u201d Martha said.%u201cNot when the swamp swallows them. A wounded man in waters leaking blood; hello gator, good-bye world. Give me the gun.%u201dMartha passed the scatter gun to her. Carla stood up and walked down to the waters. She remained still and listened, heard the paddle softly entering the water, and then shouted out, %u201cWe don%u2019t give warnings before we fire on intruders and swamp creatures.%u201d She aimed the gun and fired.There was a shout, %u201cI%u2019m hit. The bitch shot me.%u201d%u201cAh, there you are.%u201d Carla shouted and aimed the gun low over the water so as to hit the boat rather than the men. She fired again and shouted, %u201cYou%u2019ll need to kill us and fuck corpses or lose your lives if you try this again.%u201dSwamp Tramp