Chapter 35
She said the cruise was only for three people. She said, ‘If I told you or if I made a noise, she would return my PlayStation.’ And she said, ‘He stopped.’ He choked on a sob. She said, ‘What, Leo?’ I asked gently. She said you were bad. Leo cried. She told me you stole money from her purse.
She said you were dangerous and that we had to leave you behind to teach you a lesson. She said if I loved her, I would help her teach you. Mia stared at him. I didn’t steal, she whispered. I know, Leo sobbed. I know you didn’t, but I wanted to believe her because I wanted to go on the big boat with the slides. I was selfish.
I just wanted to go swimming. He buried his face in his pillow and wept. It was a guttural, ugly sound. the sound of a child’s innocence breaking under the weight of adult manipulation. I watched him and I realized the depth of Monica’s crime. She hadn’t just neglected Mia. She had weaponized Leo. She had turned him into an accomplice against his will.
She had bought his silence with toys and poisoned his mind with lies, forcing him to choose between his sister and his mother’s love. That is a burden no child should ever carry. Mia moved. Then she put the chocolate down. She crawled the rest of the distance between them. She reached out and put her hand on Leo’s shoulder.
‘It is okay, Leo,’ she said. Leo looked up. His eyes were wide with disbelief. ‘How can it be okay?’ ‘I left you. You were in the dark.’ ‘But you came back,’ Mia said simply. You told the truth to the policeman and you brought me chocolate. Leo dropped his pillow. He threw his arms around his sister.
Mia hugged him back. They held on to each other. Two survivors of a shipwreck clinging to the same piece of driftwood. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched them. My heart felt like it was expanding and breaking at the same time. For years, I had thought of Leo as Austin’s son. I saw the entitlement in him.
I saw the way he ignored Mia. I saw the way he demanded expensive gifts. I had distanced myself from him, thinking he was a lost cause, just another clone of his parents. I was wrong. He was not a clone. He was a hostage. He was a victim of the golden child syndrome, just as Mia was a victim of the scapegoat dynamic.