Ian Clayton Gallagher (
sickoflivingalie) wrote2015-04-14 11:48 am
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drabble challenge: 100 drabbles - table #2
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Ian hadn’t been running away. He was trying to run to something. He had such high hopes that maybe he could have his mom back and she would understand the pain he was going through. They were the same, everyone kept saying that.
He should have known she would still be messed up. The track record was warning bells enough. Time and time again they had hoped Monica would clean up and be a good mom. He just couldn’t shed the false hope he had of maybe – just maybe – he wouldn’t have to feel so alone with this horrible illness.
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Ian hadn’t been running away. He was trying to run to something. He had such high hopes that maybe he could have his mom back and she would understand the pain he was going through. They were the same, everyone kept saying that.
He should have known she would still be messed up. The track record was warning bells enough. Time and time again they had hoped Monica would clean up and be a good mom. He just couldn’t shed the false hope he had of maybe – just maybe – he wouldn’t have to feel so alone with this horrible illness.
• @ progress table