Sob Story

Sex sells ideas. Dad said it often enough so do drugs we are grooming the entire world to do that. To make it fashionable we love them leave them and then take a proxy. A spasm of pain went through him. I was alone with him. I called him It. I meant no harm by that he was just the man who was It.

Dad was teaching me the stuff he had in mind the business the family business. That meant he said people he trusted people who would die for him. His idea was to create a super mafia a mafia that sent them all against each other because no one thought the ideals and the family can mix.

He just was so creative he got many pregnant and did away with the norms of society. He meant to create males to replicate the system for he came from people who believed that many wives are the norm.

He went to it with a will. But the thing was he forgot the women as soon as he lay with them. He did not mean to be unkind he just was so high on drugs.

So he was recuperating after a disaster because the family he had laid with had influence and he was caught short. Another damaged goods with child and who was to marry the poor girl. Not you as dad said something.

"Piss of not mine," Dad said as the older man went for him.

"My daughter had been engaged."

"Then nothing to do with me."

"It has everything to do with you. I don't know why I am talking to this ruffian." Shouted the old man and he fled.

The thing was dad was getting rich and he needed a hostess and he did not want anything second-rate. He asked for the best minds and the whole family appeared like idiots.

These days can marry only four women and then only then if you can support these wives. Unemployed layabouts do not count.

Dad is a reluctant murderer he hates to kill because he has to put someone else in jail and support the man's family. He hates to part with money.

But he made an exception.

The father-in-law died of a heart attack while defending his shop. An unhealthy health hazard because the arson happened and that meant the old man went to save the valuables and was razed to the ground by falling debris.

That was when dad had him killed. His disdain for being criticized was extreme. He just disliked the fella. The daughter got married I do not know to whom but he went and visited her for two years before he grew bored.

Good-natured bores dad.

If only he had not done the deed because the girl was not worth it. Poor man, he thought he then went and did something else even worse. He could not find what was worse but he did. Dad was like that.

"One knows about dad does one not?"

"Of course, everyone knew him he said so."

"But not his unkindness."

"Our secret." He told me firmly he never wanted others to find out what he did in his spare time.

"Some are born naturally evil and some make themselves so."

Dad took to evil as if drawn to it. As if he was in quicksand and he never liked it as much as when deep in it.

Because he did it often and many times with his mistresses.

"I am the dad here so listen to me."

"I know," I said in a whisper.

"So why the hell are you making a joke?"

"I said, nothing dad."

"I saw it in your face."

"You know I am glad I swapped you for someone else."

"I know."

"Do you?"

"Do you know I will not see you educated?"

"Like an ignorant person?"

"That is right."

"That is wrong."

"You are never going to court and be presented."

"I don't care."

"You don't I know everyone would have wanted to see you."

"I don't."

"I am going to let you live in this infested place."

"Sure I will clean it."

"You fool you cannot clean poverty."

"I enjoy being one."

"A cleaning lady? No child of mine will do such a thing."

"I cannot starve dad. I may eat them."

"That is a fact of course I will see you are taken in hand."

"You mean my teeth will come out?"

"That is a bit drastic."

"You complained so much last time I nearly was caught."

"Tell me, history dad."

"Not now I am thinking and the lady in question is coming now go away I need me time."

"Okay, dad. But you promised."

"Want a smack."

I heard Zeks crying in shame.

"Unwrite this story this story is full of sadness oh God."

"What I a fool I had been to exchange a pearl for peat. I am now the laughing stock she is making money she is earning and she is only a bit older than you." My cousin as I had thought my half-sister.

"Do you want to earn money?" She asked having a wicked gleam in her eye.

"Do I look as if I am?" I asked tartly.

"No. I am not able to dance you said it mother everyone will laugh at me." I came out clean the dancer inside me had been squashed.

"What did you say." She glowed red as if the whites of her nose would become loose. She went into sheer knife edge she destroyed me when I had been dancing now she wanted me to dance. I was not going to.

"That is my daughter out there the jewel for the women who pay. That is my daughter." She panted. "You will earn your bread no matter what."

"Yes, mother I will make bread. Olive bread sees I can."

When it was baked she ate it reluctantly.

"Is it good?"

"I think a bit more salt."

"No, it is perfect." Said, my sisters.

"Shush," I said and showed them the door.

"She bakes.."

"That might be fun too." She had a wicked gleam in her eyes.

She placed a headscarf on her head and the pain she hoped would go away.

"My darling now the darling of everyone this should not have happened to us." She wept. She meant the daughter she had given away. Al her daughter I was never certain never sure but the beginning of the end of her was there.

Sick with rage.

"Mother, what has wanton done?" Asked my sister Z. She still blames me for everything.

I was referred to as someone else who was the person it could only be Al and she was not me. My half-sister and she wept and wetted appetites while I went and put washing up liquid on the stairs and men fell down the stairs.

Males who would have grabbed us all.

Mulish persisted and went broken arms and shoulders not right they just would not accept the word no.

"Marbles should cure them." Said B.

I did empty the whole packet as someone had worn a waterproof shoe and then he fell too. We were ever so pleased.