The Many Writings of K. A. Jones

Father had always thought it important that I didn’t take his mistakes out on my brother, the way the rest of the family did. Emrys didn’t chose to be born the child of two families who believed themselves to be enemies. He didn’t ask for my entire family to treat him like he had some sort of communicable disease, that, of course, meant that the other families treated him in very much the same way. The Gold family refused to accept he existed, even though he quite obviously did, and the woman who had borne him wasn’t permitted to see him at any time, or the man she loved. Instead they were both forced into other handfastings, in an attempt to fix the damage that had been caused by their relationship. I was born a year, to the day, after Emrys, which my grandparents believed was wonderful luck, because it meant they could celebrate on my brother’s birthday without it damaging them any more, and I hated that more than I came to hate them.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.