“Maybe they could have. Chemo didn’t work.”
Diama paused sadly. “The point is, that’s how Bea thinks. Herbs for everything.”
“Like she believes in monsters? Am I a monster? Maybe that’s why my mom went crazy.”
“That was different. Your mom was…well, depressed, or something. But it had nothing to do with you, and it definitely doesn’t mean you’re evil!”
“Let’s just forget it, Dia. It doesn’t matter what I am, it’s what they think I am.” He paused and stared into the dark silhouettes of the trees beyond. “I want to be alone for a while.” He quickly vanished into the darkness.
thinkDiama was left alone in the gathering night. Her mind raced with troubled thoughts as she gazed after her cousin, then up at the cobalt sky above. Soon it would be expanding velverty blackness, with only the t
