For Your Wondering

Mati Church · 08-19-2010, 02:11 PM

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Mati had always felt suited for the role of mother. She knew where Haven’s fears might come from, since their father was so little to them, and at the same time so much. He was nothing of a role model, his presence a single meeting that had ended quickly and one she could hardly remember. But then his memory was heavy on all their shoulders. He was a rapist and likely a murderer and evil in so many ways. It made things difficult, since it was near impossible to not come to the image of one’s self being a parent without remembered their own.

But they had learned many things from the father and mother that had failed them. They had grown because of it, and because of the tan and silver mother they did still have. They also had each other, the last of four and yet Mati could not imagine her life any other way. Life had been complicated back then, and now her path was straighter and easier then it ever had been. Would her other siblings simply bring those complication back with them?

Oak lay on her lap, stretching out and pawing at her leg with a yawn. His blue eyes blinked heavily and his chest grumbled something that spoke of his sudden tiredness. Mati kept the darker Cypress on her other leg, allowing the tan and red boy to fall asleep while she bounced his brother around in the hopes of tiring him out as well. She hadn’t meant to bring this conversation forward, more comfortable talking about the pups or about Haven then herself. She did not openly express the details of her relationship with Cambria often, and she found it hard to just tell Haven that she was like their mother.

It was not shame, merely a frail sense of fear that was brought on because this was her brother and she needed his approval more then anyone else’s. Kinda the same thing with Momma. She said first, maybe to ease in the next sentence she spoke. Her fear was gone know, manybe since she figured he could guess it already. I’m madly in love with Cambria Marino, Savina’s daughter. She smiled then on the verge of laughing since it was so very true and yet sounded like something one might joke about, the words so bold that they would knock over anyone that wasn’t expecting them.

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