Chapter 27 : Mother

David's POV "David, darling, tell me you're not wearing…that?" I looked down at the cotton sweater Marcus had given me. The Beta had been surprised I didn't have clothes in any of the colors I'd liked, and splurged on the red sweater with the leftover money he'd gotten from working as a busboy at Marty's. Like Suzy before him, Marcus was kinder than the world would allow. Give it time because nothing good like that lasted forever without becoming a little jaded. "What's wrong with the sweater?" I'd miss-stepped, just a little too much emotion to be neutral about it. A mistake. Mother looked at me critically. The way she always did when I'd failed to meet her standards. "You know crimsons are dreadful with your coloring!" She plucked at the threads, and I could see the run she'd pulled down the front with her manicured nails. "Look at that! Goodness! What on Earth is this fabric, darling? Take it off at once! Eternal Mother, what if the news crew got wind of you