Snippet Stories: One in a Million

One in a Million

He looked at me and smiled. He was happy to see me.

Never in my life had someone been happy to see me, even when young. My father had rarely been sober enough to recognise me and when he was he was always foul tempered; my presence always aggravated him. My mother had been a child herself when she had married and although she had spoken fondly to me on occasion I knew she saw my brothers and me as something forced upon her. As a young man I had only associated with Henry and he had always regarded me with a cold wariness like one would a dog that’d been fathered by wolves, it was strong and useful but it could become savage at any time. Then I met Stephan.

Stephan was always happy to see me.

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