Between Mother and Daughter
Bryan’s remark annoyed me to no end.
I was wrong about him.
He hit on Mom, and it was not recent, either.
Mom pushed me to the ground, the broken shard on the floor piercing into my back.
An excruciating pain washed over me.
Without looking at me, Mom cupped Bryan’s face between her hands. “Does it hurt, Bryan? Let me blow the pain away.”
They made me sick to my stomach.
Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man.