Tuesday, 4 February 2025

The Peacock 1502

"What can we do to help?" says Carl. "I don't know. Maybe accept that I'm not well. That I'm coping the best I can. My mom said something once, I think I was around twelve, and not at all coping well with bullying at school. I had recently been diagnosed as gifted and recommended for attending an alternative school. I was extremely good at art, theatre and singing. But one day Mom said there was something a bit more, but that she couldn't remember it. She said they had told her a long time ago that I would be extraordinary and problematic. I asked her for details, but she shied away and just said that was all they told her and even that was hard for her to remember." "They?" said Lazarus. "Who did she mean by they?" "I never told you, Sable?" "No. Never." And now lazarus is beginning to look a bit like a betrayed lover...

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