【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第三章(36)

The world had gone suddenly dark, and in the shadows, Tommy finally let go.
“You want my secret, Wilbur?” He pressed his face against his knees, as if that might hide his shame from the world. “I saw him.”
There it was. The truth. Or a confession. Or both.
“That night, I saw him.”
He heard Wilbur suck in a breath. There was no need to elaborate. between the two of them, there was only ever one ‘he,’ and only ever one night.
“He kissed my hair, and that’s what woke me. I saw him walk away from my bed, towards my window. I saw him open it, and I saw him climb out. Or jump out. I want to say he flew out, like a bird. But I don’t remember that part very well. What I do remember is just lying here. Fully awake, knowing something was really fucking wrong. I just laid there.” Tommy’s eyes began to sting, so he closed them shut before the first of the pathetic tears could fall. “Eventually, I climbed out of bed, and I went to their room, wanting to believe that I’d just dreamt it all. And that’s when I found Mama.”