“I’m coming home,” Josie chirped when Annabelle answered the phone. “What can I get for you, Mom?”
“And why would I need you, useless as you are?”
Mother’s words cut through the distance, piercing deep into Josie’s heart. Numb, she hung up and tried to steady her trembling hands.
She made herself a cup of tea, grabbed her ticket from the table and tore it into shreds. She sat in silence for a while sipping her favourite oolong, feeling nothing but pain. [Read more…]