Jeff wisely
picks dutiful dad
over helpful husband
and has a
sit-down with
his kids.
I leave him
with Jason,
who is fairly
entertained by
the drama anyway,
so long as
he is spooned
sustenance
in regular intervals.
I knock
gently
on Mom's door,
which has been
closed
to keep out
all the contention
she can't
carry.
I am nervous,
guilty,
apologetic,
and
humbled.
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Teen FictionCover by kyromaniak Everyone wants to be different. I just want to be like everybody else. ---- Seventeen-year-old chronically ill Emma has traded dreams of flying into space for, "Support Therapy," aka, "The Dying Kids Group," and Student Council...
