JUNK MAN Chapter 20 “Oh, man!” said Priscilla. She began to look around for something—anything to help Willy. “Distraction. We need a distraction,” she whispered. “Blood,” I said. Without hesitation she stuck out her hand. “What?” I asked. Hoping she didn’t want me to bite her. I’d seen enough of that. Impatient, she shook her hand up and down. “Knife.” “Oh.” I dug my scout knife out of my pocket and handed it to her. She handed it back to me with blood on it. The top of her left hand was... Sign in to see full entry.