Chronicles of Molly by W.J. May

Author:W.J. May
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2022-08-06T00:00:00+00:00

THAT NIGHT’S DINNER was one of the happiest that Molly could remember.

They cooked it together. Walking around barefoot in the kitchen, sharing random bouts of laughter over an open bottle of wine. It was a level of relaxation that Molly could never have imagined, one that had always seemed to vanish with the oxygen when her mother walked into a room. The wine had been Julian’s idea, and it eased them in. The music had been Molly’s, and it wasn’t long before the usual scripts and deflections were forgotten, lost in the magic of the night.

They’d been tasked with making some pasta dish that Molly would never remember. She and Julian were rubbish, but her mother supervised every moment with a critical eye. Strangely enough, when it became clear there was no point in shaming them, the conversation loosened still further, lapping over them in little waves as the sun dipped lower in the sky.

“So, explain something to me,” Eleanor began, fingers wrapped around her glass, “it’s been almost twelve hours since you arrived...and you’ve yet to even mention your precious daughter.”

Julian lifted his head, flushed and smiling. “I’m sorry,” he said with a mock frown. “Are you asking to see a picture? Maybe ten pictures? Shall we start it from there?” A phone emerged from his pocket and he scrolled briefly through his gallery, selecting one with a tender expression and holding it proudly in view.

Eleanor tilted the screen, a hand cupped over her mouth. “Oh, my goodness...she’s exquisite.”

And blonde.

Julian nodded in blissful agreement, flipping through a few more. “She’s a dream,” he murmured, eyes dancing with the glow. “There’s one of her by the easel, she did those etchings herself. And that’s one of her with our dog...”

Eleanor flashed him a quick look, obviously debating his use of the word ‘dog.’ The Decker family had grown oddly blind to the fact that a literal wolf slept amongst them. The only time they saw it now was in the flashes of fear and surprise on other people’s faces. She was about to say as much, when her eyes fell suddenly upon the tiny design, shimmering in the crook of his arm.

“Heavens me—what in the world is this?”

She reached without thinking, taking hold of his wrist.

“Oh, darling, you have such lovely skin. Why would you go and...” She froze with a sudden jolt of understanding, catching the flush of his cheeks. There was a split second where none of them dared to move, then she released him just as fast. “Right...of course. My apologies.”

In the space of a heartbeat, all the momentum they’d been building abruptly stalled in heavy silence. It weighted their tongues and stole all sense of balance—souring the taste of wine in their mouths. It was the kind of moment that Molly had been dreading. The kind she’d been expecting.

The kind that might have derailed the entire evening, but as it turned out, it did something much worse than that. Because her mother didn’t want to derail the evening.

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