Searching for answers to what she is, Lynnie heads to the only woman she hopes will never lie to her. Finally content with what she has become, her instincts take over and she finds herself trapped in a situation that could not only expose her true nature, but turn deadly for the people she loves.
Her becoming was only the beginning of the story. This...this is where the action begins.
Losing love before it begins can turn the soul sour. With a beast tumbling around in there with it my soul had a fight on its hands. A fight against souring. A fight to be saved. My fight to survive. My fight for an existence on this earth.
Things My Mama Told Me
Once, when I was about thirteen, Mama came into my room crying. She told me Garret was moving out and she’d be alone. I couldn’t understand why she was so upset; she still had me. She just shook her head and said I’d know someday what alone felt like. She wasn’t being cruel, just honest. I would know what lonely felt like. I never could’ve guessed what she really meant when she said I’d be alone.
My mama, just like my nana, never said anything that wasn’t worth saying. She always told me, “Lynn, you better toughen up. You’ve got a long row to hoe. There’s more to life comin’ that’s going to sweep you off those feet of yours, and if you’re not careful, you’ll never get back up.” I always thought she meant a man or something just as routine. Hindsight being what it was she should’ve been more specific.
On warm summer nights, she and Nana would sit on the porch popping peas, chatting about life while I’d be laying out in the lawn listening to the two. Their voices were almost indiscernible from each other, mine coming up about the same eventually. My Nana would say, “That Lynnie, she’s got it. Yes she does.”
And my Mama would shake her head and say, “Lynnie, you’re gonna be something special. Something the world ain’t never seen before.” Her voice would sound sad and she’d add, “There’s not a thing I can do to stop it.” Those two women never once mentioned I’d be a special type of beast. A killer. Death incarnate.
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