Mar. 6th, 2015

Warning: vague reference to canon child abuse:

The Ghost of Love

The Family outside kept telling the boy that his parents were drunks who drove drunk and died as drunks, but all the boy could think, only to himself, was that his parents were at least drunks who loved him. Someone had sung him lullabies and someone had rocked him to sleep, a long, long, time ago. He catches himself waiting for it sometimes, when he twists and turns in his dark little cupboard under the stairs. The missing thing hurts because it was something that used to be a part of him that he used to be a part of.

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