Mar 22, 2021
2 min read
For the Love Of…
Lights out: Doomsday has arrived
I found my mother thrashing a chair at my father as my eyes gazed upwards at the stairs.
‘You womanizer!’ Mum yelled, while her pink clenched hands nearly bled in pain. Dad came down the stairs, flicking his black fringe back away from his eyes. Slamming the front door, Mum came charging down, red as a beetroot, pushing through us kids and outside to his…
