"Mother truly knows best, my love."
"Be it your own or someone else's."
In which the world of two siblings turns upside down when their father brings home a new addition to the family.
18+
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"Jimmy... Jimmy... yes mama."
The nineteen-year-old went completely rigid, every muscle in her body freezing up. Her rear side was pressed up firmly against the tree trunk, its bark biting into her back which was decorated with deep gashes.
The first-grader right in front of her was the exact opposite: his body shivered as though a tremendous breeze had hit him.
She clenched her eyes shut as the palm on her mouth tightened, with her other hand digging its fingertips into the boy's upper arm. The poor child covered his lips too, but the tears streaming down his cheeks made his delicate hand slip occasionally.
"Eating sugar... no mama."
What was supposed to be his favorite poem, became his nightmare. A voice that once used to be his safe place was now hell on earth. The sing-song tone sent bolts of dread down his spine, each syllable laced with malice. Even its lyrics were twisted.
"Telling lies... no mama."
A twig snapped a few steps away, making both their heads jerk in that direction. Darkness hung over them like a curtain, and despite being here for long enough, their eyes still couldn't adjust.
Leaves crunched as the snapping grew closer and closer. The two could do nothing but huddle together tightly, the pain of their injuries numbed out because of their state of fear.
"Open your mouth."
The hair on the girl's neck moved, not because of shock.
"Ha."
But because of the breath that fanned her skin from right behind the tree.
"Ha."
She had let go of her grasp on the little boy to spin around, but it was too late.
