They never botheredto eat breakfast.The humiliation at work kept getting worse, not better. Histormentors were there every morning to ridicule him on hisway to the office. There seemed to be getting more of themevery day. Many of them were taking photographs.He still wasn't used to wearing dresses, still trying toput his hands in nonexistent pockets. Women at work seemedto realize that it hurt his feelings to be laughed at, sowhen they had to talk to him about something they tried notto laugh at him. Sometimes they'd get all the way throughthe discussion without laughing, but then he'd do somethingwithout thinking, and they'd burst into laughter. He'd lookat them, wondering what he'd done, then realized that,without even thinking, he'd reached over to adjust abrastrap.Tuesday she had him wear his low cut gleaming gold satinsheath with his black high heels. His dress had longsleeves, it was belted and it had a peplum. At dinner thatevening, she complained about the way he sat down.. He kept his eyes firmly on his mother and was somewhat gratified to see that she squirmed under his regard. Jason heard Emma’s footsteps pause momentarily when she reached his aunt and teacher - she exchanged uncertain greetings with both women before continuing on her way towards his room.“Jason, I -” Helen began once Emma had disappeared upstairs.“Shut-up.” Jason said coldly, cutting her off. He began pacing aimlessly back and forth in the kitchen - shaking his head as if to dispel the reality of what had just happened. Even if intellectually he knew it wasn’t entirely his mother’s fault he just couldn’t let go of his anger. “Why the fuck did you do that? What were you thinking!”“What’s wrong, baby?” Helen asked her son, confusion and hurt on her face.“What? Did you just fucking -” Jason began incredulously, managing to rein in his temper with effort. “How can you say - you gave Emma the Ring!”“I did it for you, Jason.” Helen entreated her son. She reached out her hand and looked.
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