I walked mother back up to her room in the Mahid quarters, suppressing my reaction. I was cold. Not in shock. Just cold relief. Rather than just leave her there alone, now that she was speaking to me, I went in to sit.She was pale and I wondered what was going through her mind. He had brutalized her as much or more than he had brutalized me… and my father had done as bad or worse before
Published on December 12, 2010 22:33