13: The Only Right We Have
Today I’m reading from a story that’s coming out this winter, “The Rats’ Man’s Lackey and the Forbidden Tinsel.”
I’d agreed to obey the rules. To walk away from my past, so that my demons couldn’t find me. This madhouse had no right to throw any of that in my face.
The thought calmed me.
Hiding in a root cellar while the opposition filled the house with bullets? The bad guys had no right to break their word. A teammate developed cancer? She’s the best person I know, this isn’t right! Any time I catch myself thinking about rights, I know I’ve derailed…
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