Private Emwe.
The boy was downstairs in the living room. He missed Lexey already. After she had saved him from starvation, the hours without her were horrible and filled with emotional pain. He loved her. He bounced on the couch, slightly bored. He did not have the strength to keep up with Emwe’s puppy energy just yet. The weeks of starvation had been hard for his little body. He was a bit undersized compared to Emwe, but this would change. His ribs were not that obvious any longer, so things were going in the right direction. Lexey always made sure he ate and drunk. He felt much better. Together with nutrition and healthy love, Conor Soul had been brought back to life. The child looked up at the roof, wondering why father never bothered playing with them. He had scared the boy shitless one day when Conor walked into his bedroom. He was scared of the chocolate and cream adult. Father or not, he was very scary.
He wondered where Emwe was now! Before they had been separated, the two boys had been together every minute of the day, but it seemed they were walking in two different directions. The child jumped down from the sofa and went to the dusty book shelves. The child was still too small to understand what these things were, but he instinctively knew that they were filled up with important knowledge. He wanted it. He yawned and sat down on his not too fat bum. Bored, why was the world boring? Where was everyone? ”Daddy!” No response from upstairs. Not a surprise. ”Emwe!” |
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