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The Good Mother by E.E. King
He was an intense youth, with fly-away hair and chocolate-brown troubled eyes.
He wanted to be an artist, to color the world with his imaginings. He begged for a set of paints, or pencils, maybe even an easel.
“No son of mine will be an effete, paintin’, poofter,” roared his father, backhanding the boy so hard, he fell against a cupboard, cutting his lip.
The scar would always be there, a reminder of dreams denied. His mother comforted him.
“Don’t worry, “she cooed, “You can do anything! You can change the world if you want to.”
And Adolph believed her.
The SHORT TALE 100 – SEPTEMBER 2016