Caius & Loraine: Breaking The Bond
[Caius]
[Sometime in the past…]
“Mama, what is a mating bond,” I ask my mother while she lovingly feeds me. It is one of those special days when I can be with her, or is it the other way around? But I don’t ponder on those thoughts. Papa isn’t around, which is another reason why I am so happy.
Mama carefully cuts the piece of fruit into two smaller pieces although I could have eaten that piece as well, mama still treats me like a little kid. She pierces the fork into one and brings the fruit to my mouth.
I dutifully gobble up the bite-sized apple and chomp it down, waiting patiently for her answer.
She asks, “Why do you ask?”
There is no intonation which somehow makes me blush.
“My friends were talking about mates,” I stutter although they ar
