What’s prodigal mean?
he felt a bit guilty
about it
but just
a bit
He knew
it was wrong to
be happy
when father came home
drunk
and stupid
but it was the only time
when mother
came to sleep
in his room,
"because your father
needs to cool
off," as he put it
It was a good deal
because she
slept in his bed
and let him
suck on
her breasts
and told him
stories
"When I was your age,"
tonight's
story went,
"I slept in a closet when
daddy came
home drunk. And my only
friend there
was a hanged tie
that looked like
a snake. I would stand on
my toes
and whisper in its ear, tell
it about my day,
about how my life
sucked
and how daddy beat me
and mommy
didn't want me around either.
The snake tie listened.
It listened to
anything, everything I
had to tell it.
And for me that
meant the world. I fell in
love with the
snake. He was red. Crimson.
And shortly after
we began kissing in the
dark. It was
exciting. The snake
smelled like
my father so I eventually
got him down from
there and put him
around
my neck
and morning would find
me with his tail in my
mouth. It was
enough to make
me happy at that time.
But after my daddy died,
mommy didn't
even want to let me keep
his tie.
I had to find something else,
so I was determined
to find something
better.
I began stealing clothes
from my mother's new
boyfriend.
They too had a unique
smell, but
it wasn't as good as
daddy's.
And it wasn't long until
he caught me.
Well, I told nothing but
the truth. Said that
I stole his clothes because I
liked the way they smelled.
He was kinder than
my daddy
so he didn't mind sharing
his smell with me
from up close.
By inviting me to sleep
in his bed every time
mother worked her
night shift.
I was pretty spoiled as
a child.
Maybe that's why I'm
spoiling you
now.
But you'll grow out of
this. Soon
mommy's company and
stories
and breasts will interest you
no longer."
"No," he said. "That'll
never happen."
"Oh, you're cute
when you deny. But
I know better.
I give you... Um, maybe two
more years of this,
no longer.
You'll be fifteen years
old, darling.
Another boy entirely."
"I don't wanna be
another boy."
She laughed
softly. "Oh, don't worry,
darling. You're
gonna be fine. I'll always
be with you. Even if you go far,
far away,
I will never tire to
wait patiently for your
return.
By the way, d' you know the
story about
the prodigal son?"
"What's prodigal mean?"
"Ah, close your eyes
then. I'll
tell you."
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