Once upon a time there was a little boy whose mother died and whose father had long since run off to parts unknown. The parents were from different backgrounds, which sounds very romantic like Romeo and Juliet until you remember that those lovers both ended up dead at a tragically young age (all lovers, like everyone else, end up dead eventually, but dead old lovers aren't as tragic, which arguably doesn't make much sense since, you know, dead old lovers have been lovers for decades, which makes it sad when they have to part after so much time, whereas Romeo and Juliet being young twits--Well, how would you describe them? Read the actual play and then try to tell yourself that they aren't twits. It won't work--might have gotten sick of one another a couple of years later and broken up, but enough about R&J and back to the boy and his parents). But the different backgrounds the boy's parents were from weren't just being from different parts of town, though their differences did manifest in that manner, nor were the boy's parents' backgrounds just a matter of different social class or how much wealth one family had piled up in comparison to the other, though their differences manifested that way, nor was the difference just of culture, though that too was all a part of it. Most of the differences were based on that they looked different from one another and not different in the sense that everyone looks different from one another but different in the sense that human beings make a big deal of too much: their skin color was different. So the boy's mother's parents didn't want to take him in since he was mixed and what would their whitey white neighbors think, so the boy's father's mother sighed and took him in and, having just finished raising one son, started raising another.
This time she vowed to do it right.
The grandmother emphasized politeness and thinking of others, not just oneself, upon the boy. She was as much pleased with the boy as she had been displeased with his father who had taken too much after his father whom she had shown the door many years before after one too many whores had come into their marriage. She had her Bible and she had her grandson and she was happy.
She also had her years and when the boy had not long become a man and had a fine job as a schoolteacher being a role model for other boys all too often fatherless themselves, she died. She died, being proud of her grandson, though she knew pride was a danger. Still, he was the politest, most thoughtful person she ever knew, even if he did spend too much time reading those comic books and not enough playing outside. She had read some of those comics herself and wondered at how many of those heroes--Superman, Batman, Spider-Man--were lost little boys without fathers as well. Maybe that was the attraction for him. In any case, they certainly helped with his reading and since he did well in school she had seen no harm in them, even when he had continued to read them into adulthood.
She had worried about whatever would happen to him when she was gone, but when she was gone what happened was he just kept her bedroom exactly as it was and closed the door. Then he had a nervous breakdown, quit his job, rented the other rooms out to bring some money in, read comics constantly, and tried to avoid going outside where people were ruder everyday.
One day someone told him the world would end on December 21, 2012, but he didn't care much since his world ended long ago the day his grandmother--the only person he ever loved and whom he feels ever loved him--died.
He did start reading his comics faster though.
It would be a shame to have the world end with comics yet unread.
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