My Mom Is Part Albino.

"you’re Exactly Like Charlie." She'd Sighed, Resigned. "once You Make Up Your Mind, There Is No Reasoning With You. Of Course, Exactly Like Charlie, You Stick By Your Decisions, Too."

From That First Little Touch, The Whole World Had Shifted. Where Before There Was Just One Thing I Could Not Live Without, Now There Were Two. There Was No Division – My Love Was Not Split Between Them Now; It Wasn’t Like That. It Was More Like My Heart Had Grown, Swollen Up To Twice Its Size In That Moment. All That Extra Space, Already Filled. The Increase Was Almost Dizzying.

Well… Don’t Be Offended, But You Smell Like A Dog.

And I Started To Cry Again, Realizing That It Must Be Changing Him, Too, This Man Who Was Kind Enough To Be A Soul But Strong As Only A Human Could Be.

It Was Sort Of The Pattern To My Life - I'd Never Been Strong Enough To Deal With The Things Outside My Control, To Attack The Enemies Or Outrun Them. To Avoid The Pain. Always Human And Weak, The Only Thing I'd Ever Been Able To Do Was Keep Going. Endure. Survive.