Power. Some have it, some don’t. Some wield
it, others can’t. It’s what zaps around the world. I wanted to tell Paul about that,
to open to him the way you do after sex or even a good laugh session, when you’re
relaxed and soft and you just need to share. Instead I watched that little bit
of say-so transfer from him to another, felt him lose that little part of his
daughter, just the way I’d lost a bit of Max those years ago when I first
offered him up to Carol Vulture. Sweet sacrifice, parenthood. Place them on the
pyre, then walk away.
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