Entry #D-7: "Dessert"
It's been a long few days, without doing anything at all. Kankuro came by to check on me and the cats; Kurenai must have sent him. I told him that I was fine, but I did not leave my room or even open the door.
There is so much light and sound, lately. It's too much... even the glow of my computer screen is so bright I can hardly stand it, and that humming noise.
A lot of emails, too. Some messages from Kurenai. One from Wammy's House. There is a woman who claims to be the mother of Luke Lawliet. I don't... it is impossible. My mother died. I was the only survivor in that accident. And even if it actually is Sophie Lawliet... she was not a good mother.
So much talk of mothers and parents, lately. Kurenai loses a father... Kankuro thinks about his mother... and I am forwarded a letter from a woman who sounds apologetic and heartfelt. She says that my eyes are grey like my father's, but my real mother would know that such "proof" is worthless to a person who avoids eyes and mirrors alike.
Maybe it's raining. Though the shares are drawn, I can hear it rattling against the window.