Fear at 3 AM
I awake to a scratchy throat and empty lungs until I gather myself and stare into the blackness. There is no one around but I can hear the voices of…
I awake to a scratchy throat and empty lungs until I gather myself and stare into the blackness. There is no one around but I can hear the voices of…
My brother Bubba, or as I have renamed him recently, BJ, has a sizable mental issue that has impacted my family for about forty years now. My mom and dad…