Fallout (Crank 3)
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Not
then and not now.
He has never even pretended
to play father to me.
With a little help from
my
grandfather, Aunt Cora raised
me, though she was only
seventeen when I was born.
What an amazing
cup
of blessing! She could
have just let me fall into
the system, instead
of
giving up her own party
years to take care of me.
Or she could have left
me to suffer Grandfather’s
poison
alone.
INSTEAD, SHE STAYED
Played the “mom” role, and played
it well. Thank God I’ve got a female
someone in my life. I’d like to say
I’ve got tons of girlfriends, but nope.
Not exactly sure why, but I have
never been what you could call
popular. Aunt Cora says it’s my aura.
I see them, you know. Yours is dark.