The Day After
“A cucumber?” Hedone asks. I cover my flaming face with my hands. Really, Eros?
“It’s, uh, representation, for uh, male genitalia.”
Las
Return
“Things will always try to come between us and fight to tear us apart, but it won’t matter, they’ll fail. They’ll have to. The only thing I care about is you and our daughter. In the end, that will always bring me back to you.”
Din and Las
Would my mother wait impatiently on the doorstep, hoping to make amends for past wrongs? Would my father be there? My siblings?