Winter 1980 – Hunger Calls Forth Damnation

 

Nia glared back defiantly. “I didn’t want you! I waited until you were gone. I knew you wouldn’t fit!” she snarled. 

Kaitlin did not back down. “Like Jason fit? Like Kurt fit? Your little fucking family was a disaster to start with!”

Nia clenched her fists and squeezed her eyes tightly shut. In measured tones she said, “You don’t know what it’s like being alone, night after night. I didn’t ask for this either. I lost everything. I just wanted someone to keep me company. I tried so hard to be careful.” 

Uncle Boris rose from the arm chair and slid between the women. He held up his hands for silence. First Nia, then Kaitlin turned their eyes away from each other and looked at the ground. Boris nodded. He said, “We are no longer human. We cannot choose our family from their ranks. We either must form bonds with our own kind or we must find bonds with others who are outside of the herd.”