[ there's a soft breath of laughter before he reaches to take the spoon from her mouth, lean in to kiss the stray drops from her lips. everything is easier in this half-darkness, so deep into the night that masks fall away with such ease. ]
My brothers and sisters are better than me. I was always skipping lessons.
[ it had been easier to shirk his duties when he was younger, too young to understand what was expected. he'd been such a tiny bit of a thing, stealing away to skate along frozen ponds and pretend to be wayne gretsky. he misses it, those solitary afternoons spent outside, skating until his toes froze and his cheeks were red and chapped. ]
i can live with being the narrator.
My brothers and sisters are better than me. I was always skipping lessons.
[ it had been easier to shirk his duties when he was younger, too young to understand what was expected. he'd been such a tiny bit of a thing, stealing away to skate along frozen ponds and pretend to be wayne gretsky. he misses it, those solitary afternoons spent outside, skating until his toes froze and his cheeks were red and chapped. ]
And you dripped that on the floor.