Cameron Pierce by Lost in Cat Brain Land

Author:Lost in Cat Brain Land [Land, Lost in Cat Brain]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-07-12T11:35:53+00:00

TWO

Joy gasped. What had been done to the pillows on the guest bed? Cloth and goose feathers fluttered to the carpet in thin shreds. The pillows her deceased grandmother had sewn now laid in tatters, irreparable. Her heart skipped a beat when she discovered, in the midst of the textile chaos, her crying baby. “There there, sweet angel,” she said. “Mommy will make everything better.”

Joy scooped the black angel into her arms and rocked it back and forth. Unable to locate ears on the creature, she cooed into its face as she glanced around the room. Panda had probably destroyed the pillows. That damn cat was always getting into trouble. Joy resolved to lock the cat in the den.

With a baby around, a housecat could be trusted about as much as a ravenous lion.

The angel screamed in Joy’s arms as she left the guest room. She let go of it long enough to close the door. She walked into the master bedroom and nudged the door shut behind her. When she nestled her baby between the sheets, it stopped crying. Joy tried to wipe the tears from its face but the slick film that coated the angel smeared all over her hands.

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She entered the master bathroom, but when she found a dry towel, the black drool had already seeped through her pores.

She felt sick again. Even as the room tilted around her, every bone in her body ached to lie beside her angel. She wondered if its slime was unsanitary and instantly scolded herself for thinking such a dreadful thing. She’d have to keep the baby off the counters and kitchen table, but those were no places for a baby anyway.

The telephone rang.

It rang again and she ran to answer it. She grabbed the portable receiver and checked the caller ID. Bill was calling.

She let it ring two more times before answering. “What do you want,” she said, no longer nauseated but high on angel slime.

There was some shuffling on the other end of the line.

A woman moaned. Bill’s coital hoots and hollers joined the squealing. Beneath it all, Joy heard the creaks and groans of a bed frame.

She held the phone at arm’s distance. Her thumb hovered over the OFF button, but she failed to muster the courage to hang up for good. She racked her brain for something to say.

Bill had obviously turned on the speaker, so the other woman would hear anything she said. She wanted to tell him off, but feared the woman might come to the opinion that she was a desperate housewife who listened over the phone as her husband fucked other women.

She listened for another minute before slamming the phone on the hardwood floor. The phone cracked in two. The only words exchanged had been spoken—rather, shouted—by the anonymous woman. Fuck me, fuck me.

Joy kicked the broken phone beneath the bed and collapsed beside the angel. She buried her face in the pillows and sobbed.

The angel whined. Joy screamed into the pillow and thought of all the times she had lied to herself about Bill’s love for her.

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