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Submitted to Contest #333
CW: violence, implied cannibalism “You should have some,” Old Man Marcus said to me. I barely managed to make it out past his slobbering around the bone. I always hated sitting next to him during these, even when I was a little girl. Whenever he ate he’d make a mess of everything. At his age, shouldn’t he have learned himself some manners by now? Never made much sense to me why he couldn’t behave like the rest of us, and even Mother noticed it too but she kept sitting him at our table anyway. “He’s got no family,” she said to me once, “Have ...
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