I will have nothing more to do with you."Ĭhristine squeezed his hand reassuringly as they walked up the manicured garden path. "If you walk out of this house, you will not be allowed back in. What if I walked into town and showed all your little society friends the freak you produced? What if I told them how, at fifteen years old, this was my first time outside this house? What then, Mother?" What would you do, Mother, if I walked onto that lawn right now. "And you've spent every day since hiding my existence. "I brought you into this world, you little ingrate. She swallowed nervously and her hand crept closer to the knife on the table. "Little? Hardly, Mother." He stood several inches taller than her, thanks to his latest growth spurt. "Perhaps you need to be taught a lesson in minding your manners, you little beast."
"Clearly," Erik's voice was just as sharp. He stormed into the next room, where his mother was sitting down to her lunch. His current bout of acne and the heat from the summer sun meant that he was miserable and the mask was not helping matters. He wondered whether the mask was inadvertently making the deformity worse. He was not permitted to be in his mother's presence without it. Erik tried not to scream in frustration.įor fifteen years, the mask was all but attached to his face. The mask was tossed unceremoniously at his feet as his mother left the room.
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