"Morning mom," Magnus stretched, going to the coffee pot. Coffee, black and with sweet&low, was almost zero calories, and it would give him the energy to make it to dinner without binging. His diet was working well. He was still fat, but he was making progress.
"Magnus," his mom stuttered, sounding anxious.
"Mom? Is everything okay?"
"Magnus, your father…"
"Is he okay?"
"Magnus, you have to listen to me. Look at me."
"Where's daddy?!"
"He's gone."
"Did he…is daddy dead?!"
"Magnus," Ms. Bane started crying, clutching a crumpled note to her chest. Magnus started crying too, and grabbed the note from his mother.
I've gone and I'm not coming back. Don't you dare come after me.
You can keep everything, just leave me alone. You had an affair 14
years ago, you lying whore, I know you did. Magnus is not my son.
I wouldn't have created a fag.