Mom was standing in front of me, washing my head and my shoulders. She scrubbed vigorously, and as I was about to lose my balance, I leaned forward and grabbed the first thing available- her leg. I didn’t let go immediately, instead, slowly hiked up my hands up, underneath her saree.Mom giggled and clasped her legs together, restricting my access. “Naughty boy. Didn’t get enough last night?” she blurted out before looking away shyly. I didn’t know what she was talking about. I wasn’t sure my last night’s dream was a dream at all. I took my hands away and sat in silence as mom continued to wash me.“Mom, what happened last night?” I asked after a few seconds of silence.“Oh, don’t YOU remember?” she said, “After all you did everything!”“Everything?!” I was flabbergasted. “You mean… everything?”Mom stopped scrubbing me almost instantly. “You don’t remember?”“No mom. I mean, I had a dream… but I don’t remember much.” I replied.“Oh…” mom put on a disappointed face. “Well, at least you had. I knew he was there, watching over my sleep, to ensure my safety. Even though we were two completely different creatures of the world, he seemed to care for me more than I had ever imagined. Again I hear the footstep as he enters my room, but stays in a dark corner as he does not wish to disturb me. Even though I was fully awake my body wouldn’t allow me to move to look at him. He seemed to understand what I was, he seemed to embrace it, and accept me for what I truly was, and what I had to do to stay alive. His footsteps left the room once more as he would go out to make sure there was nothing in the house or around it that would bring me harm. He was so kind behind that mask of his, though he only showed that kind side of him when he felt it counted. The minutes ticked down to when I would be able to move once again into his embrace. But I knew I was in a weakened state from not feeding within a few days. He had warned me that I needed it. But I wouldn’t take his offering, knowing.
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