Antigoddess
“The smell made Cassandra’s stomach turn, but she tried to smile. There are times when your parents’ best intentions feel almost ironic in their complete and utter wrongness, but it doesn’t do to hurt their feelings. Really it was Henry’s fault; he’d mentioned that Cassandra looked sort of pale. Their mother had grabbed the skillet without another word.
Two days had passed since the dream. She kept expecting it to fade, to be chased away by waking life. But her head was still full of blood, of m...onsters that smelled like clay and moved like bugs. If she didn’t eat for a week, that’d be just fine.
Henry and her mother buzzed about the kitchen, talking about the day, trying not to trip over each other as they coordinated eggs and toast. A crack preceded a sizzle as an egg hit the pan. Henry inhaled hungrily.
“Mmm. They’re so much better when you fry them in the bacon grease.”
Cassandra’s stomach rolled.
“Cassie, why aren’t you eating?” Her mother motioned to the food, so she took a piece of bacon off the platter and forced her teeth to bite through it, then fed the rest to Lux when nobody was watching.MoreLess
Two days had passed since the dream. She kept expecting it to fade, to be chased away by waking life. But her head was still full of blood, of m...onsters that smelled like clay and moved like bugs. If she didn’t eat for a week, that’d be just fine.
Henry and her mother buzzed about the kitchen, talking about the day, trying not to trip over each other as they coordinated eggs and toast. A crack preceded a sizzle as an egg hit the pan. Henry inhaled hungrily.
“Mmm. They’re so much better when you fry them in the bacon grease.”
Cassandra’s stomach rolled.
“Cassie, why aren’t you eating?” Her mother motioned to the food, so she took a piece of bacon off the platter and forced her teeth to bite through it, then fed the rest to Lux when nobody was watching.MoreLess
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