Vitals || Book 1

Prolouge

Maybelle's P. O. V

I remember having a very happy childhood. I spent all of my time with my loving mother, learning and playing with her. I don't remember exactly what we talked about, but I do remember this conversation.

"Mama?"

"Yes, dear"

"Where's Pa?"

"... I don't know, dear."

"But Angela and Maisey have Pas, so why don't I?"

"Because... Your Pa had to go away."

"Why did he have to go away? Was he a bad man, like the men outside The Drinkhouse? Did he call you names?"

"No, no. He was nothing like that. He was a gentle, kind man. He was just misunderstood. He would have loved to meet you."

"Is he dead?"

"Wh-What!? No, Maybelle! Don't ever say that!"

"Sorry, Mama. I didn't intend to hurt your feelings. I was just curious."

"I'll reassure you. You are as special as your father, and you will find him one day. I can't tell you why or how, but you will know when you're older."

"I'm special?"

"More special than all the stars combined."

"... Thank you."

Now, whenever I falter or fail at anything, I say to myself that "I am special," And that keeps me going. I know that I'm meant for something. And no matter what, I'm going to do it to make Pa happy.