Subject: Oh, not that bad.
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Posted on: 2013-05-22 22:52:00 UTC

She didn't start out like this - and neither will his grandparents, of course.

I remember her initial form as that of a short, distinctively traditionally dressed, enormously inconspicious woman with an outstanding talent for apple strudel. As Father died and mother moved on (and remarried, which we had to hide from Granma lest she blow her pacemaker) things grew colder. Situation alleviated by only calling her once a year or twice and not coming over to visit anymore.

Not much of a pity-party vibe to be had, the entire relationship was simple alienation.
I'm writing Michael because I was able to ignore her presence. I want to find a plausible way of getting out of the sticky situation arising when you can't G.T.F.O. or simply keep away. And, yes, I want to torture the little bugger a bit. No no-sells permitted, after all they say only Sues are coddled.


Idea, update on his characterisation. That unemotionality bit? I'm dropping it for his job, since I've written him to develop into a consummate survivor - and that means, by extension, a consummate professional.
Being married to the job should mean not taking kindly to being yelled at on said job or quality of one's work, and also satisfaction when successfully overcoming obstacles - providing something to relate to, especially when the obstacle is the presence of a Sue's head or similar.

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