The Stranger (1997)
“I asked my mom as soon as I got home. The walk in the woods had made me hungry. Being outdoors always does that to me.
So does fear. I just kept picturing the Yeerk pool. The cages full of involuntary hosts, humans and Hork-Bajir, temporarily free of their Yeerk parasites.
I kept hearing them. Crying — that’s what most of them did while they waited to be reinfested. Others screamed. Some begged for mercy.
Or worse.
My mom was standing by the kitchen counter. She was more dressed up than she usu...ally was in the evening. She was munching nervously on some Doritos and kind of staring off into space.
“Mom? Hello?”
She looked like she hadn’t noticed me. “Oh, hi, honey.”
“What’s for dinner? I’m starving.”
“Your father is coming over tonight. For dinner. He said he would pick something up.”
I felt my stomach clench. Something was wrong.
Since the divorce, my dad never came over for dinner. My two sisters and I spent one weekend a month overnight at his apartment in the city.MoreLess
So does fear. I just kept picturing the Yeerk pool. The cages full of involuntary hosts, humans and Hork-Bajir, temporarily free of their Yeerk parasites.
I kept hearing them. Crying — that’s what most of them did while they waited to be reinfested. Others screamed. Some begged for mercy.
Or worse.
My mom was standing by the kitchen counter. She was more dressed up than she usu...ally was in the evening. She was munching nervously on some Doritos and kind of staring off into space.
“Mom? Hello?”
She looked like she hadn’t noticed me. “Oh, hi, honey.”
“What’s for dinner? I’m starving.”
“Your father is coming over tonight. For dinner. He said he would pick something up.”
I felt my stomach clench. Something was wrong.
Since the divorce, my dad never came over for dinner. My two sisters and I spent one weekend a month overnight at his apartment in the city.MoreLess
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