07-30-2018, 11:40 PM
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She had never had siblings, an only child, so she never really understood the relationship siblings had, sharing secrets and ratting each other out, yet no matter what, there was still some bond that kept them together when needed, and had them rely on each other. Maybe she would've turned out differently, with a brother or sister.
And so Thea listened to Suiteheart's 'secret' with wide eyes and a growing smile, which faltered a bit at Suite's question. "Mom wasn't that nice or anything. She wanted me to learn to be strong, and would always tell me how proud she was when I was. But there was other stuff, too. Sometimes, if I stayed up after bedtime long enough, I could hear her sing. She never sang around me." Her tone turned a bit bitter at her next words, barely detectable, "Mom was too weak though, since she's gone."
She was a bit bitter about it, to be honest. The fact that her mother taught her all her life strength was what mattered, and if Thea was strong enough, nothing would be able to stop her. Never taught her the meaning of death, and never made her realize that death was something horrible. Yet those memories of her mother's voice if the cub had pressed her ear against the wall hard enough stayed, for some reason.
It took a few moments, before Thea asked, "What was your mom like? Since she was a cool lady." She was curious, after all, since Suite seemed so different, and she did say Thea would probably have liked her mom.
And maybe she would. She had raised Suite, and Suite seemed like a nice person, somebody Thea trusted, and somebody the Fireball felt she could turn to.
What kind of person did it take to raise somebody like Suite?
And so Thea listened to Suiteheart's 'secret' with wide eyes and a growing smile, which faltered a bit at Suite's question. "Mom wasn't that nice or anything. She wanted me to learn to be strong, and would always tell me how proud she was when I was. But there was other stuff, too. Sometimes, if I stayed up after bedtime long enough, I could hear her sing. She never sang around me." Her tone turned a bit bitter at her next words, barely detectable, "Mom was too weak though, since she's gone."
She was a bit bitter about it, to be honest. The fact that her mother taught her all her life strength was what mattered, and if Thea was strong enough, nothing would be able to stop her. Never taught her the meaning of death, and never made her realize that death was something horrible. Yet those memories of her mother's voice if the cub had pressed her ear against the wall hard enough stayed, for some reason.
It took a few moments, before Thea asked, "What was your mom like? Since she was a cool lady." She was curious, after all, since Suite seemed so different, and she did say Thea would probably have liked her mom.
And maybe she would. She had raised Suite, and Suite seemed like a nice person, somebody Thea trusted, and somebody the Fireball felt she could turn to.
What kind of person did it take to raise somebody like Suite?
I'll give up on giving up
[i]and get the world on my side
Thea — Nora — Adara