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So I became the next best thing. Until I did the wrong thing.
Hmmm
thought you of all people would appreciate that.”
Damn
Worse than nothing. Invisible. That’s how I feel.
:(
“Yes. I think she knew exactly what she was doing.” “Yet people blamed you.” “They did,” I say.
“Leaving the bottle within reach was negligent. I won’t disagree about that. I never have. But everyone thought the worst.
doesn’t matter that I lied to Mrs. Baker. Not just about my previous patient.
“Hope’s End has thirty-six rooms,”
Damn!!!
Those are her wishes, and my job is to enact them. If you take issue with that, then you may leave right now. Am I understood?”
Wealthy we were. Happy? Not so much.
my body is dead but my mind is alive
won’t hurt you. Now that would have calmed my nerves.
how I ended up a caregiver, so willing to put others’ needs before mine, not even daydreaming about a bigger life.
Two weeks later my mother was dead of a fentanyl overdose.
Promise me you won’t remain here.” “I promise,” I said.
“Winston’s throat was slashed and Evangeline was stabbed multiple times, yet no murder weapon was ever found.”
Not so much my father, who hates the rich almost as much as he hates politicians.
Behind her was my father, his trousers around his ankles and his face turning crimson as he thrust into her.
