Sublime

feline feelings of both dependency and resentment.

My daughter’s friends are my daughters, she said, and I was flooded with emotion. It was a life we’d given up long ago, Manu and I, by choice or circumstance, I wasn’t quite sure. A life where we would have been sons and daughters to many people, could show up to eat unannounced.

I watched in disbelief as she charmed the uncharmable Knights. My protective sisters, my shy mother, my autocratic father, they were no match for her. Especially my father. When she shook his hand, she melted something hard at his core. Maybe it was growing up among the Candy Bar People, and all their mogul friends—she had the kind of self-confiden

nisei

what a thing, to choose between hunger and darkness.

mother called me her love child, but I do not like to dwell on that. In the end, my father had it right. He called me nothing

Do not discount the psychic warmth of the hive.

Surrounded by a land of plenty, I couldn’t shake the notion that what I had been given was not enough. So I “borrowed” clothes from other people’s closets. I had an ongoing scam with the Columbia Record & Tape Club