Mama's Boy and Other Dark Tales by Fran Friel

Author:Fran Friel
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy - Short Stories, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Horror tales, Horror, Fiction - Horror, Fiction : Fantasy - General, Fantasy - Dark, Psychological, Fantasy, Horror & Ghost Stories, General, Short Stories (single author), Fiction : Fantasy - Short Stories, Fiction, Short stories, Horror - General
ISBN: 9780981639086
Publisher: Apex Publications
Published: 2008-06-26T07:00:00+00:00

Black Sheep

Black Sheep

My last breath begins

when I glimpse you, cold.

Daggered of hope

my heart weeps blood tears,

spilling my life

in wet dying rhythm.

—

"Better to have loved..."

a lie of lovers.

Loss, the blade

that rakes hearts raw

and severs tender arteries

to run dry.

—

I walk to my grave,

pallid feet in dewed grass.

My sad head I lay

against the cold pillow of the earth,

waiting for black sleep

to release me.

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Mama's Boy

January 10—1:00PM: Frank Doe Session

"Frank, you were just beginning to remember some important things when our last session ended. Have you been thinking about them, as I suggested?"

"Yeah, Doc.” He squinted his lashless eyes at her. “You know, you look like someone..."

"Yes, Frank, you've mentioned that before, but let's focus. Why don't we begin where you left off last week,” said Rebecca. She avoided the dark eyes peering from Frank Doe's disfigured face.

"Okay, Doc. Whatever you say."

Frank smiled and paused; his gaze softened with nostalgia.

"What I remember is keeping my buck knife sharp as a straight-edged razor. Just like my daddy taught me. Besides, it made taking mementos quick and clean. Like the last one in Baltimore—a firm chop across the bone, ‘Thwack!’ Popped it in a baggy, and I was on my way. Is this okay, Doc?"

"Yes, Frank,” she said, a strained calm in her voice. “Please go on."

"Well, don't get me wrong, it sounds bad, but that doesn't mean I didn't care. As a matter of fact, I thought she was the one. Her sleek black hair, the almond eyes—she treated me like a prince ... well, that one time, anyway. But Mama didn't approve, and Mama's opinion was gold. She always knew what was best for me, so when she said that girl was a dirty foreigner, I knew what I had to do."

He looked up at Rebecca. “But don't worry, I didn't take the goodbyes to heart. I knew that Mama just wanted me to find the right girl, that's all. I missed each of my girls for a little while, but the mementos kept me company, especially late at night. Mama wasn't much comfort anymore, not in that way. I was too grown, she said. But I made do. She was suspicious, but she didn't say anything about my black bag of mementos, and I didn't say anything about the little boys that visited her room."

January 10—Personal Journal

I tracked down Doctor Silvani in the hall this morning. He filled in some important information...

Rebecca quickened her stride to catch up with the director as he marched down the long grey corridor of the maximum security psych ward of Penn's Asylum. It was clear that his advanced years didn't slow him down.

"Doctor Silvani,” she said, keeping pace with the tall, distinguished man. “I just wanted to thank you."

"What's that, Doctor?"

"I said, I want to thank you. I know you've taken a chance by hiring me, and I'm truly grateful."

"You're young, but it's seldom—well, actually never—that a doctor graduating near the top of her class at UPenn would seek us out. But frankly, if you weren't qualified you wouldn't be here.

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