March 13 2014

Writing Attempt: Character Description/Inner Life

Heinrick hated the sound of his cane against the sdewalk. Heinrick hated the sound of his cane against carpet. Heinrick hated the sound of his cane on the bathroom tile but most of all,  Heinrick hated the sound of his cane against his mother's crab grass outside her ramshackle of a home.

"Do you know?" Heinrick said as he tightened the knot. "Do you know what I've heard since I've had to use this rod of shame?"

"I understand that the struggles you're going through-" she cleared her throat,  "but you cannot, cannot blame me."

Heinrick found his fingers on his eyes and pushed his lids inward so not to weep.