-- * | SHE DON'T CRY NO MORE.

so micky was raised in a house where knowing the future was pretty normal. think like, if you’ve read the raven cycle, blue’s house. 

but her mother was of the same mindset, taught micky all the tricks she needed to know. her father mostly left them to it -- he didn’t understand, but he encouraged all the readings and the dreams that woke the whole house in the middle of the night. 

even when micky was answering phone calls from locals with questions about the weather and the lottery numbers instead of doing her homework, it was fine, because this was HER thing, and her parents got that. 

and mostly, aside from the odd disturbing nightmare or reading that left her a little shaken, micky’s childhood was a dream in motion. full of love and encouragement, she was an only child, thus the sole focus of her parents’ attention. but they made sure she knew the value of her ‘gift’ and that she ought to use it to help people.  

it wasn’t until her mother died of an illness that things began to spiral. micky knew it was coming and there was nothing she could do. no preventable measures to take, they just had to accept that their family of three would be reduced to two.

but before they even had time to grieve, a man claiming to be micky’s real father -- henry -- showed up in town, wanting a hand in the funeral arrangements and in the furthering of micky’s education. she didn’t want to accept it, but her dad verified it in the end, said that her mother was pregnant when they met and they had decided to raise her this way. 

micky wasn’t mad, it didn’t change anything. her dad was still her dad, and this man was just... a sperm donor. but he had a little more say than that. 

her biological father wanted her to begin staying in the sisters of quiet mercy, to teach her discipline and that this whole Sight thing was nonsense. at 16, she was forced to stay there for two months, until her dad could prove that henry had no right to place her in there, as he had legally abandoned his daughter. seeing as her dad was her sole surviving legal guardian, he could remove her from the sisters and take her home.

but things were different -- she had missed too much school, barely scraping by and eventually dropping out. her mind was elsewhere, and there was now a shame to what she had previously taken so much pride in. 

micky became reclusive, spending most of her time at home, making dinner for her dad when he got home from work at the auto shop, dusting off old records from the attic to play as she cleaned and cleaned and ignored all the phone calls to their house. 

it was only when she started waitressing at the roving eye to help out with the bills that micky started easing back into herself again. slowly. she could tell wildly happy drunks their fortunes with no weight or consequence. it was fun, every night like a party, coming home with a smile on her face.