Nitha TalathamEvery day felt like a dream.I couldn’t wait till the next morning. He was getting ready to see his friends in Denver. I was glad for the smell of beer and cigarettes…Feb 5, 2017Feb 5, 2017
Nitha TalathamIt was like being pushed against the wall.His embedded words scarred me once more. The continuous blows of how I was using my son as a weapon against him. Knowingly, he was…Feb 4, 2017Feb 4, 2017