dear mom,
i know now.
i now know why daddy was sad,
why he cried,
why he cursed at night,
why he screamed,
why he ignored me,
why he stopped taking care of himself,
why he just completely gave up.
oh god,
i know mommy.
i know why now.
i know why mommy.
i know.
love,
ann
scribbled on her daddy's tee shirt as she holds it tightly against her chest.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mom,
Short Storya girl sending letters to her mother. {lowercase intended} Short Story #131 on 6.4.14 cover created by @modestmuslimah