AT THE DOOR

HU: Since I ask Ginger to marry me, I have not gotten a definite answer. There is tension crawling through my chest, but I try to drown it away. I can’t tell if it is my mind, but I can swear there was fear in her eyes yesterday, and fuck, it scares me too, knowing we might never happen. Since I get home, I have been restless, wanting to speak to someone about it, and when I can no longer take it, I leave my room in search of my brother. When I find him, he is in the painting room. For days now, he has been working on a painting of his daughter, and it is coming out great, with the attention to details on spot. Her blonde hair, blue eyes, and everything that shows she is a Howler. “Do you want something, Hu?” Hiram asks, startling me. He turns around, and I straighten myself, clearing my throat. For a moment I contemplate, then I realize there is almost nothing to lose. Even if they do not want it, as long as Ginger does, I will marry her. If they cut me off, I will survive as long as