Wildfire,
This was a wonderful story of surface-level paradoxes and insightful investigations. When I first started it, the many paradoxical statements, such as: "part fully grown, tougher than nails, strong in her own right, temptress and vixen, yet part playful, silly, wide-eyed innocent, with a good bit of wild-child" reminded me at once of "She's Always a Woman to Me" by Billy Joel, and "Heaven and Hell" by Black Sabbath. And that kinda fits the character, doesn't it? Half metal, half mood music.
In my opinion, you were right up next to the too-many-comparisons line, but still on this side of it. You could probably find two or three opportunities in the second half to edit them out, since the reader has already had several examples in the first half. That having been said, however, those comparisons define the character so well! We only know she has red hair, a small frame, and an attractive rear end. That's all the physical info we get. But you give her such wonderful definition through Henry's perceptions and understandings of her and through sketches of her backstory that she becomes a fully-formed character.
Henry, on the other hand, is furniture. He's supposed to be. He's KitKat's support, a safety, a known quantity. All we need to know is that he is there—is there, will always be there. He is the negative space that defines her asylum. His character is written perfectly for this.
So much of this story is written in negative space, in inversions. The abused individual finds safety in a crowd of perceived abusers. The wild one needs freedom to survive, but is willing to be domestic if she is not expected to be. Wild will settle for calm so long as calmness is not demanded. Paradoxes and inversions. It's really quite fascinating, and not a little confusing. Really neat writing.
I think the way you unspooled the story was great thematic structure. After each dichotomy, we got a little more explanation. The went from a jerk to a tease, to a victim, to a survivor...to a person. The story itself bloomed backward, what was awesome, from a writer's point of view. I've written a lot of flashback stuff. But this kept the reader in the present, even while the backstory was being revealed.
Your mechanics--spelling, punctuation, presentation: everything was on trim from what I can see. Good choice on the large font with adequate paragraph spacing. It made a huge difference for my old eyes, no joke.
Her flippant "I'm more" mirrored by Henry's "you're everything" is a wonderful close. She's not tame, she's not broken. She's safe; she's loved; and she's safe to love him.
My favorite line in the whole piece was this: "It was the pink suede elephant perpetually in their personal space." What a perfect adaptation of that trite old phrase. Simply perfect!
This was a great story that was very cleverly written. It was enjoyable for a reader in me and the writer, as well. So glad I found this today. And I'll be even more glad if you decide to Write On!
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