Hope Island
Copyright© 2020 by Yob
Chapter 3: Fun
One drawback to positive thinking, it tends to make our preparations rather fun, and stifling laughter is a constant strain on our self discipline. We’re still kids you know, and kids are spontaneous.
Exploring the outer slopes of the extinct volcano that basically comprises the entirety of our island, we discover a ravine, a cleft, that runs from the sea almost to the rim. The cleft gets deeper and with a shallower slope as it also widens nears the rim. That’s where we found the other mom, the vined up mom, Billi.
“Hi Billi, how are you feeling.”
“Look at me Linda, my son Johnny did this to me. What do you expect I feel? When a mother wishes she’d never given birth to a child, it’s the most miserable feeling you can imagine. If I could kill myself, I would. If I could kill Johnny, I would, then kill myself.”
“Don’t despair, Billi. A cyborg body will replace that mess of vines and lacerated pierced flesh your body has become.”
“Can you give me a cyborg body, Linda?”
“Not yet, but hang in there. It may take a few years, but I promise we’ll save you, if you just hang on. Are you in pain?”
“Physical pain, no. Emotional pain? Agony!”
“Can you come with us?”
‘Don’t you have eyes? Can’t you see, I’m rooted to this spot?”
“How did that happen?”
“Johnny lashed me to a vine already rooted here, then crammed grapes down my throat faster than I could puke them up. When those seeds sprouted, they took root here. I’m immobilized, permanently.”
“Why would Johnny do this to you?”
“He is a rebellious twelve year old. We disagreed and Johnny doesn’t tolerate dissent in the ranks.”
“Doesn’t Johnny respect you as his parent?”
“Johnny has forgotten or is incapable of understanding I was once his mother. Johnny is no longer human.”
“Your mind seems to be unaffected? Why would the vines not affect your brain?”
“Maybe because I am an adult, was already adult when the vines sprouted inside me. Maybe that’s why the vines can’t affect me as much, but truthfully, I don’t know why.”
“We’ll see you later, Billi. We have to go now before the kids come down from sunning themselves.”
“Don’t forget me, Linda.”
“We won’t Billi. Have hope and faith we will rescue you eventually.”
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