By Ed.Christopher Golden
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Sarah turned her head away, and looked distantly through the shop window as she dabbed the corners of her mouth with a napkin. A thin boy wearing a blue cycle helmet sped past on his delivery route in a blur of neon lycra. ’ Wojzek gave a mock pout. ’ ‘I wasn’t insulting, I was defining. ’ Wojzek pushed his glasses back up his nose, and ran his fingers through his thinning hair. ‘I recognize potential, my own and that of others. That is my gift. On Alrakis, I could be anyone, any thing. Bendick was a psychologist – as her, I learnt the potential of humanity.
She smiled wearily at K9, flicking pieces of polystyrene from the side of his head with her folded gloves. There was a weight in her chest, and she had to swallow before she could speak again. She put her hands over her eyes, suddenly exhausted by the day’s events. ‘I thought you’d gone to college,’ she said to Brendan, glancing up towards the fireplace. The hearth was cold and cinereous. A vase of dusty dried flowers stood to one side, an overflowing basket of sewing propped next to it. 40 K9 hummed uncertainly in front of her.
When Sarah had asked her about Kendrick’s death, she stopped picking at the fabric of her chair and sank back against the antimacassar, steepling her fingers, a figure from a Plantagenet tomb. ‘Scottie was never the same,’ she had said in a whisper half remorse, half accusation. ‘Dad and I never understood Scottie’s work, though he wanted us to. He wanted us to share in his love of it. His infectious enthusiasm. His wonder and ambition. ’ Sarah remembered how she had jumped, despite herself, when the old woman’s husband cleared his throat with a rumbling sound.
The Monster's Corner: Stories Through Inhuman Eyes by Ed.Christopher Golden