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Darwin’s Drabbles: Real Monsters

17 Oct

(note: tonight is a double drabble (not counting this part). I started with 177 words into it and when i started culling, it lost its voice. So I pumped it up to 200 words exactly)

“Momma?”

“Baby? Why are you calling me at three in the morning?”

“How’s CeCe?”

“CeCe’s fine, Baby. What’s this all about? Did you have another one of your…your episodes?”

“That guy that’s been chasing her, is he still around?”

“You mean Mickey? Why? What is it? What did you see?”

“Answer me, Momma, is he still around?”

“N-no. I don’t think so. I just talked to your auntie last week and she didn’t mention him.”

“Could you call her? Tell her that guy’s no good. Tell her CeCe needs to stay away from him. And not to get in his car.”

“What’s this all about, Darwin? What did you see?”

“Just tell her, okay? He’s a bad man. She doesn’t want to go near him.”

“Maybe you’re wrong this time, Sugar.”

“I’m not, Momma. I never am. You know that. Please. Just tell her.”

“Okay. I’ll tell her in the morning. Will that be okay?”

“Yeah… Yeah, that’ll be fine.”

But it wasn’t. Darwin went to sleep and his mother forgot all about the phone call.

He didn’t understand it yet, but he was starting to. Everything he predicted had to come true, or he wouldn’t be able to predict it.

 

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