CRIMINAL INTENTIONS: Season Two, Episode Ten: FRACTAL RECURSION by Cole McCade

Author:Cole McCade [McCade, Cole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

[8: MONSTERS IN THE CLOSET]

HE THOUGHT, ONCE, SOMEONE MUST have hurt Miss New Town in the kind of way that never really stopped hurting, and because of that she saw hurt in other people, and he thought he knew why she had taken him away from South Dakota and come right along with him, but at that point he didn’t talk to her if he could help it and he didn’t feel like explaining to her that Mr. Mondale only touched him to guide his hands, and the sensuality—a word he’d learned in a new book, a fiction book—had been entirely for the sleek curvature of a wooden calf, for the joint fitting of a tiny carved finger.

So he came to live in a long flat institutional building almost identical to the first, only this was in a place that was hotter and drier, and some of the kids were much older and talked about leaving all by themselves when they turned eighteen, and the ones who were sixteen and seventeen and seventeen-but-close-enough-for-legal-sweet-cheeks liked to tease Miss Penny, Miss Penny with the long trails of strawberry blond hair so straight and fine, Miss Penny who came to volunteer in the afternoons and wore a little frilled apron that made her look like she had on an Alice in Wonderland dress, Miss Penny with the perfectly round slender golden rings in her ears, Miss Penny who laughed at the older boys’ lewd jokes and blushed and covered her mouth with her fingers as she said, “Stop. I’m only eighteen! I can’t—you boys are bad!”

Aleksander thought eighteen was a fine age, and thought he would very much like to be eighteen himself if it meant leaving here all by himself, and taking Miss Penny with him.

He thought he just might love Miss Penny.

Because Miss Penny had talked to him when he wouldn’t talk to anyone for the first week, and Miss Villanova had said he was sulking because he couldn’t make his weird wooden dolls with the old guy back in the last town anymore, and Aleksander had almost broken the rule not to talk when adults were talking, just to tell her they’re not dolls, they’re marionettes, and they’re not creepy at all.

But Miss Penny had smiled at him, a secretive smile, and held her finger to her lips, and said, “That’s too bad, Aleksander. I wish you could meet my older brother. He works at a lumberyard, and he has all kinds of wood boards and logs. You could make a whole city of dolls.”

Aleksander thought that sounded very exciting, when anything wood could become a perfectly formed thigh, a curving spine. It sounded so perfect he even forgave Miss Penny for calling them dolls.

Because Miss Penny had held her finger to her lips, though, he didn’t say anything, and ignored Miss Villanova when she looked at him strangely.

The next day, Miss Penny brought him the knife.

A little thing that folded into its shiny pearly blue handle with a glimmering

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