How long do you think youll be gone? I asked.
Soon they have me visualising a Happy Place. I choose my dreaming green place of trees and flowers, lying back and looking up at clouds in the sky. Whenever I am upset or scared, I am to go there in my mind. Until it becomes automatic.Are you sure youre all right watching both of them? Mum says, turning at the door.
Yes, I told you, Amy says. Go on.Me, Im not convinced about this. The noise is getting into my head. How can someone so small make so much noise? Screaming Mummy over and over.The door shuts, and out the window I see Mum and Dad walking off down the road to the pub, with Dads younger sister, our Aunt Stacey, who seems immune to the wailing of her small son.
He draws in a shuddering breath to fill his lungs for another onslaught.Amy bends down. Robert, want a biscuit?
His mouth wobbles. She holds out her hands, and he looks up at her, indecision playing across his tear stained face. She scoops him up and into the kitchen. In seconds he is giggling and chomping biscuits on the floor.
How does he go from screaming to laughing in a minute?Shes not the only one. Her mom is blond too, Tilda reminded her.
Its kind of nice, actually, I admitted and set my glass back on the table. Just blending in with everyone else.I glanced over at the Skojare. They ranged from nearly albino in complexion, with porcelain skin and platinum hair, to pale beige and golden, closer to my and my mothers appearance. But even looking around the room, it was a veritable rainbow of trollkind.
The Kanin actually had the darkest complexions of all the trolls, with the Trylle, the Vittra, and the Omte looking fairer in comparison. Id never been able to even remotely blend in with the Kanin, but for the first time in a long while I didnt stand out like sore thumb.Really? Ridley cocked his head and looked over at me, while I stared down at my plate of food and stabbed at a bit of broccoli. I thought you always liked standing out in a crowd.