After taking my morning shower, I go downstairs. I stop midway when I hear mother in the kitchen.
“Leave me alone.”
“I don’t want this.”
“Just stop, goddamn it.”
Then nothing. She must have gotten off the phone. But who would be harassing her like that? What began as worry morphs into anger. I get into the kitchen and see her hunched, with her hands on the counter. I decide to act casual. Continue reading “The Man Within, Chapter 4 – a novella excerpt”