Yes, that was kind of unfair, since she wasn't taking him to Fred, couldn't take him to Fred even if she wished to, but child. Wailing. In her room. And smacking her shins with a stuffed rabbit now. While something made disgusting sounds of grief at lost futures and the cruelty of the universe from the back of her skull, and enough.
She bent down and scooped the boy up, throwing him over her shoulder. She gripped the back of his trousers as he kicked and hit at her, and made her way out the door, "Let me gooooo! Mom! Mom!" ringing in her ears.
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Yes, that was kind of unfair, since she wasn't taking him to Fred, couldn't take him to Fred even if she wished to, but child. Wailing. In her room. And smacking her shins with a stuffed rabbit now. While something made disgusting sounds of grief at lost futures and the cruelty of the universe from the back of her skull, and enough.
She bent down and scooped the boy up, throwing him over her shoulder. She gripped the back of his trousers as he kicked and hit at her, and made her way out the door, "Let me gooooo! Mom! Mom!" ringing in her ears.