[wonton]
by trixie_chick
Elude
She talked to her husband about it. He didn't even look up from his spreadsheets. He's growing up. Just give him space. It will all work out. That could have been the response to anything from Hikaru has grown out of all his pants to I found heroin under Hikaru's bed. Disjointed, she talked to her son's teacher, but that only left her feeling more lost, more confused.
What she wouldn't tell anyone - not even her husband, who probably wouldn't listen, anyway - was that sometimes, when she stood outside of Hikaru's room, listening at his door... she could hear him talking. She couldn't quite hear what he was saying, but... who was he talking to?
She felt... lost.
No matter what anyone, anyone told her, all this go stuff was very strange! Hikaru never talked to himself in his room before he played go. Sometimes, of course, he'd be playing a video game, and he'd shout something out, but this was totally different. This was conversational talking.
It had to be related, right? Talking to himself, and taking up go...
In her head, she imagined that someone was pushing Hikaru into this. Someone he spoke to. That was why she suddenly didn't know her own son! But, since she couldn't tell anyone about the talking to himself, she was forced to simply resign herself to accepting his new hobby.
How could she? And yet, she had no choice, did she? Mothers were so powerless.
She wanted to talk to whoever Hikaru was talking to, and tell him or her or it to give her son back!
Elude
She talked to her husband about it. He didn't even look up from his spreadsheets. He's growing up. Just give him space. It will all work out. That could have been the response to anything from Hikaru has grown out of all his pants to I found heroin under Hikaru's bed. Disjointed, she talked to her son's teacher, but that only left her feeling more lost, more confused.
What she wouldn't tell anyone - not even her husband, who probably wouldn't listen, anyway - was that sometimes, when she stood outside of Hikaru's room, listening at his door... she could hear him talking. She couldn't quite hear what he was saying, but... who was he talking to?
She felt... lost.
No matter what anyone, anyone told her, all this go stuff was very strange! Hikaru never talked to himself in his room before he played go. Sometimes, of course, he'd be playing a video game, and he'd shout something out, but this was totally different. This was conversational talking.
It had to be related, right? Talking to himself, and taking up go...
In her head, she imagined that someone was pushing Hikaru into this. Someone he spoke to. That was why she suddenly didn't know her own son! But, since she couldn't tell anyone about the talking to himself, she was forced to simply resign herself to accepting his new hobby.
How could she? And yet, she had no choice, did she? Mothers were so powerless.
She wanted to talk to whoever Hikaru was talking to, and tell him or her or it to give her son back!