The tea is about to spill
I was in denial that we had to cancel vacations, gatherings, and celebrations to quarantine for our survival. Eventually, I accepted our fate and did my best to adapt.
“I just want to sleep,” she pleads as tears roll down her chubby cheeks.
The figure pauses at the foot of the bed.
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A scorching September Saturday in 1997. There’s rowdy cheering and laughter of children running and hopping around outside, and metal…
“Next time I find you drunk and passed out on the side walk…I’m leaving you there.”
Her lips frown as if she smells a rancid stench while her head nods side to side.
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