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Wet Kisses
by Bailey Hunter

Sitting in my bed, the sound of the men trolling the waterways waft up to me. “Alley clear,” they shout out to each other, their oars breaking water as they move on to the next one.  They are searching for Mama.  They’ve been searching for Mama for a long time.

When Mama first left, I cried a lot.  Papa was sad too.  He never cried in front of me, but I could hear him in his room when he thought I was asleep.  Now he curses the waters and the Borda which he swears stole her from us. 

The men below who search for her say Mama has become the Borda, stealing children, and their mothers, dragging them deep beneath the canal waters, but I don’t believe them. Mama is still good.  

She comes to me every night after the searchers move on, to tuck me in and give me wet kisses. She won’t let me turn on the lights to see her, but I feel her love and I’m not sad any more.

Fiction © Copyright Bailey Hunter
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.

More about Bailey Hunter:
Bailey is a publisher with Dark Recesses Press.

Dark Recesses Press is a publishing house dedicated to providing high quality dark fiction in its many forms to the reader. Our end goal is to impress and entertain, no matter what dark recesses we dare shine our light on.

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