At the far edges of Mary’s consciousness, something moved, but then she blinked it away and wondered how long she’d have to wait for Rhonda to come for her.
Category: mental illness
Today is the Birthday I Don’t Want
I know. Birthdays are inevitable, and I just turned 63 today. This year is significant for me because my grandma Lilly died at 63, and I keep thinking about her. I was twelve years old when she died very suddenly, but I thought her age was old. I was young, still a kid with a […]
