Mom.
A
mancer like me.
Dad always said she was a special woman.
I tried not to think about it, but it was hard not to. Ceinwyn Dale said the Mancy drove you insane
if you didn’t use it right – one of the few things Ceinwyn Dale told the total
truth about – and suddenly my screwed up life wasn’t the blame of one cowardly
screw-up parent but partly the product of fate or chance or an asshole universe
that likes to play with people and God and dice and strings and crap.
(from The Foul
Mouth and the Fanged Lady, by Richard Raley)
9*/10. The full review is here.
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