You don't have to say anything. Just point to the doll. Show me where he touched you.
...
I... *sniff*... he was like a father. Or a really nice uncle who didn't blow things up around the house.
Go on. It's okay. Here. Have a tissue.
And he always had good advice. You know, about girls or baseball or just about life stuff.
I see.
He always helps our Dad out with stuff.
What kind of stuff?
Well, like if Mommy and Daddy are fighting, he usually helps Daddy fix it.
Does he ever hit Daddy?
*sniff* I don't think so.
What about Mommy?
Uh uh.
And what does he look like?
We only ever saw his EYES....

The Rabbit Knew.
ReplyDeleteearl hindman died of lung cancer in the last days of 2003...
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//applause
HARK, A MILESTONE! 10 IT IS, CENTAURS! CONGRATULATIONS ON A DOUBLE DIGIT FOLLOWING!
ReplyDelete............Fuck you, new guy.
ReplyDelete/snarls
//flexes
///brushes teeth and retires for the evening.