Larry by Adam Millard

Author:Adam Millard [Millard, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780992883881
Google: RGfdoQEACAAJ
Publisher: Crowded Quarantine Publications
Published: 2014-08-07T04:00:00+00:00

10

A Ramshackle Cabin – 2014

“You go to sleep now,” Edie said, leaning down and kissing Larry, once on the forehead, once on the nose, and once on the lips/beard. She didn’t have to lean as much as she used to; the natural arch of her aged, crooked figure made it a lot easier than it was, say, sixty years ago.

His room was an alcove under the kitchen sink. It was the kind of place a normal family would create for their Labradoodles, but Larry couldn’t sleep anywhere else. Plus, it was close to his litter tray, in case he had to go doody in the night.

“Night, Ma,” Larry said, as the crooked figure creaked its way across the room, into the shadows, where he saw her faint outline collapse into the armchair.

He knew he wouldn’t have to wait long. His mother could sleep at the drop of a hat. Larry knew her routine better than she did. In a minute, she would pick up her needlework, Then she would prick her finger and say Ouch, you spikey cunt! before putting the hardly-started blanket down and pouring herself a large glass of shine. It wasn’t the best shine, but it was enough to knock her out on a nightly basis. She would finish the glass, smack her lips together, and say Tastes like shit! which always surprised Larry. Of course it tasted like shit; she brewed it in the shithouse. Then she would put the glass down and pick up her book. Larry didn’t know what she was reading at the moment, but it was something to do with all these different shades of grey. Sounded boring as hell to him, but his mother seemed to be enjoying it. At that point he would close his eyes, because he didn’t like to see what she did with that pillar candle from the cupboard, the one that smelt odd. Then, two minutes later, she would put the book down and close her eyes, and then the snoring would start.

God, you’ve never heard someone snore so much. Ever since her nostrils sprouted hair like Chewbacca’s ballsack, she’d made this horrible sound, like ships honking at one another. Tonight, though, that sound would be his signal.

“Ouch, you spikey cunt!” his mother said from the gloom.

Larry grinned.

Tonight was the night.

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