【FICTION】Diddy Jack's Missing Tooth(5)
I got a birthday present. A necklace. It’s got a triangular rock on it, and several small, white stones on the sides.
“Found them in the park yesterday.”
Dad told me the small ones were Diddy Jack’s missing teeth, while the big tooth might belong to a dragon, the same size as my thumb.
“But I thought dragons were small?”
“Dragons are of different sizes and shapes.”
Okay, so when I asked him why Diddy Jack has several lost teeth, he blinked.
I sighed, dangling the particles hanging from the red string.
“You remembered the wrong version.”
“What version?”
“The tale. You told me when I was little.”
“You are little, my dear.”
Not until some years later did I recall that the night before my 13th birthday, Dad had found the skull of a wolf in the park. A skull of perfect completeness.
...
12:25. Raining hard. Drops hit on the glass like stones shattering, as if to break the window into pieces. No one asked why I didn’t go to the cafeteria for a whole month or why I was soaked up without even going outside. It’d be an odd thing to explain to them how I, a full-grown high schooler, had stretched my body through the window to feel the wetness just for fun. I sucked up my last drop of milk. What’s the calculus homework? I turned to Lucy next to me, “Excuse me...”
“Found them in the park yesterday.”
Dad told me the small ones were Diddy Jack’s missing teeth, while the big tooth might belong to a dragon, the same size as my thumb.
“But I thought dragons were small?”
“Dragons are of different sizes and shapes.”
Okay, so when I asked him why Diddy Jack has several lost teeth, he blinked.
I sighed, dangling the particles hanging from the red string.
“You remembered the wrong version.”
“What version?”
“The tale. You told me when I was little.”
“You are little, my dear.”
Not until some years later did I recall that the night before my 13th birthday, Dad had found the skull of a wolf in the park. A skull of perfect completeness.
...
12:25. Raining hard. Drops hit on the glass like stones shattering, as if to break the window into pieces. No one asked why I didn’t go to the cafeteria for a whole month or why I was soaked up without even going outside. It’d be an odd thing to explain to them how I, a full-grown high schooler, had stretched my body through the window to feel the wetness just for fun. I sucked up my last drop of milk. What’s the calculus homework? I turned to Lucy next to me, “Excuse me...”
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