Scaredy Kat (2009)
“Since I didn’t know what to say, I cried instead. And I don’t mean a tear or two trickling down my cheek. I bawled.
I cried for Tank, and for Jac. I cried for my mom, raising me all by herself. I cried for me, too—for the part of me that was terrified of my spirit sight, and for the part of me that couldn’t seem to confide in my mother anymore.
During all this sobbing, my mom put her arm around my shoulders and led me inside. She sat me down at the kitchen table and put a kettle on for ...some tea. When my bawling downgraded into sobs, and then sniffles, she wet a cool cloth and handed it to me. I pressed my face into it. The cold and wet sensation helped shock me back into myself. My mother placed a steaming cup of tea in front of me. Its familiar smell was comforting. I had a few more sniffles in me, and then I felt almost like myself again. Myself with a swollen face and red eyes.
“Who is Orin, anyway?”MoreLess
I cried for Tank, and for Jac. I cried for my mom, raising me all by herself. I cried for me, too—for the part of me that was terrified of my spirit sight, and for the part of me that couldn’t seem to confide in my mother anymore.
During all this sobbing, my mom put her arm around my shoulders and led me inside. She sat me down at the kitchen table and put a kettle on for ...some tea. When my bawling downgraded into sobs, and then sniffles, she wet a cool cloth and handed it to me. I pressed my face into it. The cold and wet sensation helped shock me back into myself. My mother placed a steaming cup of tea in front of me. Its familiar smell was comforting. I had a few more sniffles in me, and then I felt almost like myself again. Myself with a swollen face and red eyes.
“Who is Orin, anyway?”MoreLess
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