Teletale Part IV: Lemoi

Writing Jan 21, 2022

Kalil walked into Molson’s Grocers and spotted Cynthia right away. She still had her messy haircut with the unmatched earrings, and her movements all seemed as if she was under water. She wore a shirt with a higher collar, so he couldn’t see her mouse tattoo, but he didn’t doubt that it was there.

Kalil walked up to the cash register “Cynthia? It’s really you, isn’t it? It’s been a while, how are you doing?” He tried to look natural, which is a surprisingly hard thing to do considering the circumstances. “Would you like to catch up after your shift?”

“Hey, Kalil, right? Yeah sure, I’ll be free in a few.” She walked away from the register with the same floaty steps she used to take, like she didn’t belong here.

When she was out of sight, Kalil let out a sigh. It seemed to be going pretty well—almost too well. Now all he had to do was get her to the park and hope she could lead Art and him to the mouse woman.

“Alright, I’m done.” Cynthia had appeared in front of Kalil again in a different set of clothes, this time the mouse tail was clearly visible on her collarbone. “Do you have somewhere you want to go perhaps?”

“I hadn’t thought that far ahead to be honest, maybe Dawson Park? It’s close to where we used to deliver papers.” The feeling that this was too easy crept up on him, but then again, Cynthia always had been pretty forward.

“Sounds good.” They started to walk out of the shop, “So, what have you been up to lately?”

Trying to find my missing mother, trying to keep my step brother from getting killed, trying to figure out who is even trying to get him killed, trying to find out what the heck is up with ‘the mystery of the mouse’ or with the mouse woman who is connected to all of this and possibly probably is your aunt, but, “Nothing special really, you? What did you do after school?”

“Well, I used to have plans, but after my parents left and my brother joined the circus I just kinda forgot about them and started working at the store. You know what the fun thing is? I can’t even remember what it was I wanted to do,” she said with a smile, half skipping along the pavement.

To Kalil it sounded more worrisome than funny, but then again, her entire family was known to be weird.

They continued talking about everything and nothing until they reached the park. They passed the gate and to Kalil it felt as if the entire atmosphere shifted. Cynthia’s steps seemed to ground, no longer as floaty as they usually were, and she turned to him. “So, where’s this step brother of yours, Art, right?”

Dumbfounded, Kalil stopped walking, not knowing what to say.

“I’m here,” Art’s voice said from under one of the trees.

Author Bio

Lemoi, or Ymke, “lemoi” really was just the result of a lack of username and a lack of time, tends to collect too many projects and hobbies in her life, which leads to mostly thinking about being a writer instead of being one, but one day that shall change.



the f in my name stands for funny

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