Day 12 - VOICE

[exceptfebruary]

It is the second Sunday of May.

I wonder how many of you can pay tribute to your mothers in this City? Many of you have probably been separated from your mothers. Even those whose mothers have gone cannot even visit their grave. How many mothers have been torn from their children?

Cards not given, flowers unreceived.

[ Pause. ]

Happy Mother's Day.

Comments

[loyal_to_death]

I know. That's why my brother and I were trying really hard to break her out of jail.

[exceptfebruary]

And clearly she is very lucky in turn. If you ever return, I hope you succeed. Jail can be... unpleasant.

[loyal_to_death]

Thank you.

Have you been in jail, then?

[exceptfebruary]

A couple of times. They generally preferred to put me in the asylum.

[loyal_to_death]

Oh. You don't seem crazy to me.

[exceptfebruary]

Thank you. But those that make the laws don't understand my work. It is easier for them to brand me as insane rather than attempt to understand.

[loyal_to_death]

I think that, if it can't be avoided, at least it means that they see your work as something serious.

[exceptfebruary]

A good way to put it. It would be worse to be treated as a complete joke, of course.

[loyal_to_death]

Can I ask what is it, by the way? Your work.

[exceptfebruary]

[ Pleased: ] Crimes, misdemeanours, chaos. All tailored to suit the calendar.