Echo

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medical needs that drained the family’s resources and Scotty, because of his secret disability. Oh, yes, Scotty hid a secret.
    Tomas and Jose eventually moved out. Each had found girlfriends, Tomas moving in with his. Mama Diaz sorely missed their financial contribution but she found a job in a local restaurant. Things were not too God awful. Emma and chubby Bonita, who now insisted on being called Bonny, grew up, ready for high school. Life had actually been kind to the blended families, everyone growing up safely with a decent roof over their heads. Now that Tomas no longer lived with them, they found the tension in the house over his antics evaporate, laughter creeping back in their lives.
    The only problem now, was sixteen-year old Scotty. The last few years found him developing some unusual behaviors. He became very withdrawn and secretive, although a miracle manifested in his lazy eye and skin conditions. The bald spots on his ringworm scars began to grow hair, growing in an unusual glowing blond. His lazy eye stopped wandering and his impetigo scars disappeared. Under the circumstances, he should have been wild with joy. Tragically, he hardly noticed.
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    Scotty move into the bedroom with Hiro after Tomas and Jose moved out. He currently suffered alone with his misery; face down on his messy bed, waiting for Hiro to return from work with Scotty’s mother. He rolled over on his back, wracked with the apprehension and distress that had become his constant companion since the beginning of the growth of his tail. Yeah, that’s right . A tail . Not a small one either. The same time his tail started to grow, he started his growth spurt; so sudden and remarkable that his bones constantly ached, especially the back of his shoulder blades. Now, he measured a full six feet tall. And his tail? The same length; six feet of golden muscle and fur. Fur. He balled his fists tightly, anger and fear fighting to overwhelm him. He easily concealed his new tail by winding it around his torso under his shirt, the expanding bulbous end presenting little problem as he forced it to flatten against his abdomen. The gold sheen developing in his eyes presented a dicey dilemma. The danger of intrusive questions the most pronounced when he stood in the sun. As a result, he stayed inside during the day. He only went outside when he was sure he would be alone, which by the way, was most of the time. Strangely, he often felt compelled to go outside. He yearned for the sun, a new effect that energized him.
    He no longer ate food like the rest of the family. His mom noticed but let it go, not commenting. He pretended the concern in her eyes wasn’t for him. Hopefully, she chalked up his behavior to normal teenage angst. He covered by pushing his food around on his plate, feeding his dinner to his new bud, Barney. When Jose moved out, he left the poor boy behind, making Scotty promise to take care of him. Funny, how much comfort Barney brought him.
    He missed Jose immensely. Jose eventually told Scotty most of his family history over the years. It made Scotty feel small as he compared his nasty problems with his father, who disappeared, thankfully , seven years ago, to Jose’s story of tragedy. They grew very close. Jose took on a big brother role with Scotty, inadvertently enabling him to better weather the physiological shock as his tail began to grow.
    It started with constant soreness, then swelling and finally breakthrough growth. He didn’t mention it to his mom because he knew they didn’t have the money for doctors anyway, since Abby’s treatments were just barely affordable. He hoped it would just resolve itself on its own. When it became clear that something actually was growing, he thought it might develop into cancer; a scary fatal cancer. He watched fearfully as it developed quickly into its present form, finally fascinating him. He became very secretive. Even though clearly a freak, he didn’t want to be labeled again, still

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