New York City, New York | Friday | March 18
Abigail had physically forced Hannibal out of his room and out of the house today. She'd told him he didn't have to go far but moping in his room was annoying her so he had to do his moping outside today. He didn't try to argue and didn't even really mind since the sun was up and it was warm.
He'd trudged down to the curb in front of the house and taken a seat on it, watching the quiet road idly. He kept half expecting Danica or one of her cronies to pop out of the bushes, fangs bared, ready to take him back where he'd spent so long but he knew that couldn't happen when it was bright and warm out. She'd ruin that gross face of hers with ugly burns.
A kid passed by on a bike and Hannibal was struck by the sudden realization that if this had been a few weeks earlier, he would have attacked that kid. The feeling made him nauseous and he looked down and away, only nodding when the kid chirped a hello. A few deep breaths later, he was turning his face back up to the sun and relaxing again.
[NFB but open for phone calls]
He'd trudged down to the curb in front of the house and taken a seat on it, watching the quiet road idly. He kept half expecting Danica or one of her cronies to pop out of the bushes, fangs bared, ready to take him back where he'd spent so long but he knew that couldn't happen when it was bright and warm out. She'd ruin that gross face of hers with ugly burns.
A kid passed by on a bike and Hannibal was struck by the sudden realization that if this had been a few weeks earlier, he would have attacked that kid. The feeling made him nauseous and he looked down and away, only nodding when the kid chirped a hello. A few deep breaths later, he was turning his face back up to the sun and relaxing again.
[NFB but open for phone calls]