Shady

“Every thing is just so bad… so bad and so wrong… and I don’t know… I don’t know why. What have I done so wrong?”

“Oh, it’s not like a pie… more like… like a loaf of bread but with stuff inside… it’s very nice. Very filling.”

“Um… we eat a lot of breads and barley. Often with spices or meats baked inside.”

(Oh shit Excellent!) She wiped at her face. “…I guess I have to be..”

(Nice!! Look at you go!) She tried to look pissy but mostly just looked like she was pouting. A hurt little girl that didn’t know what to do with herself. ...

“Good. He should feel bad about it,” she hissed.

“I’m not sure he does.”

She choked on a sob and had to take a moment to focus on her breathing. “I wish he didn’t do it.”

(Guess she knows now which side of the custody battle she wants to be on lolol) She started crying again and sank down where she stood, next to the couch ...

“No he’s not,” she said bitterly, wrapping her arms around herself. “He’s not my real dad.”

“Well I don’t.” She started coughing, voice bitter.

“Yes he did.” Her voice was wobbly and weak. “He’s not a child . He knew cheating is wrong. And he did it anyway. A lot.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Talia agreed with a nod.

“You don’t— you’re not supposed to hurt the people you love!” She was quickly losing the battle against her tears again and scrubbed them away furiously. “It’s an awful thing ...

Talia shook her head. “Sorry, no. I thought everyone ate it; I have no idea where it stops being made. Where’s nearest.”