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I stuck this thing at the bottom of my pack and forgot 'bout it 'til now. Damn, I'm getting old.
Week ago, visited Cutter and the new baby. Mekt was asleep, girl's gonna need her rest, and so him and me talked a bit.
He's more traditional than I've ever been. Said my girls need more jungle in 'em, somethin' like that, don't think he likes how independent Tal is or her choice in men. I'm suspicious of him. This little voice in the back of my mind tells me to be on guard. I don't like how he's saying my daughter's own sister can't visit her at their own house, it's his house he says. Even with my upbringing, the house - or the spot in the ruins designated as "the family's dwelling" - was the woman's domain. The woman was in charge there, the man just kinda went with it, protected it, protected her.
I didn't dare tell him that I'm with an elf. Or, I didn't specify. That's gonna bite me in the ass, I know it.
The boy, they ain't named him yet, he's big. Healthy, too, kinda sleepy, guess they all are? Dunno, didn't get much time with babies. I was around when Tal and Mekt were born - well, I was off somewhere, but I helped with 'em, but it's been twenty-odd years since.
I ain't holdin' out much hope for nothin', though I should.
Tal and Jeria went to see Mari'jo a couple days after, both are sayin' that it's better that I don't go. Jeria asked why I ain't told Tal that my heart's bad, she can understand not telling Darda, but the last thing I need is more people tellin' me what to do. I love my girls, but they're like their dad with bein' a pain in the ass when they wanna be. The way Tal described what the girl's like now, sounds like it'd be more merciful to just shoot her.
That's shitty, it is, I know it, but that sorta shit - that means there's something wrong with her head. I've seen people that were real bad 'cause of things with their heads, and it's just ... it's sad to watch. Fixing that's gonna take a long time, maybe years, if it can be fixed at all. But I'm not getting involved. I've gotta think about the rest of my kids, my grandkids, the people that need me to stay alive because dealing with what was described? I think I'd stroke out or something.
No baby, either. Can't be surprised that she got her wish. Trying not to be too pissed, either.
Wish I was in a position where I could start over again with a family of my own, but it's too late now.
Week ago, visited Cutter and the new baby. Mekt was asleep, girl's gonna need her rest, and so him and me talked a bit.
He's more traditional than I've ever been. Said my girls need more jungle in 'em, somethin' like that, don't think he likes how independent Tal is or her choice in men. I'm suspicious of him. This little voice in the back of my mind tells me to be on guard. I don't like how he's saying my daughter's own sister can't visit her at their own house, it's his house he says. Even with my upbringing, the house - or the spot in the ruins designated as "the family's dwelling" - was the woman's domain. The woman was in charge there, the man just kinda went with it, protected it, protected her.
I didn't dare tell him that I'm with an elf. Or, I didn't specify. That's gonna bite me in the ass, I know it.
The boy, they ain't named him yet, he's big. Healthy, too, kinda sleepy, guess they all are? Dunno, didn't get much time with babies. I was around when Tal and Mekt were born - well, I was off somewhere, but I helped with 'em, but it's been twenty-odd years since.
I ain't holdin' out much hope for nothin', though I should.
Tal and Jeria went to see Mari'jo a couple days after, both are sayin' that it's better that I don't go. Jeria asked why I ain't told Tal that my heart's bad, she can understand not telling Darda, but the last thing I need is more people tellin' me what to do. I love my girls, but they're like their dad with bein' a pain in the ass when they wanna be. The way Tal described what the girl's like now, sounds like it'd be more merciful to just shoot her.
That's shitty, it is, I know it, but that sorta shit - that means there's something wrong with her head. I've seen people that were real bad 'cause of things with their heads, and it's just ... it's sad to watch. Fixing that's gonna take a long time, maybe years, if it can be fixed at all. But I'm not getting involved. I've gotta think about the rest of my kids, my grandkids, the people that need me to stay alive because dealing with what was described? I think I'd stroke out or something.
No baby, either. Can't be surprised that she got her wish. Trying not to be too pissed, either.
Wish I was in a position where I could start over again with a family of my own, but it's too late now.