Last night, I sat in my garage after midnight and noticed a large spider to my left. Generally, I would leave it be–but it was gigantic and heading towards the pups.
I smashed it with the heel of mom’s boot that was nearby and hundreds of tiny clones darted in every direction. The fiasco ended with a lingering smell of the clear coat I frantically sprayed in all directions.
I killed their mother, and attempted spider genocide in a matter of seconds.
I haven’t slept well in months. I go to work late often–not that it matters. I forget to eat, remember to drink and am currently coming down from the various narcotics I’ve put in my body since my mother got sick.
Left her clone.