The Other Side of Me – Part 24
by Lily Rasputin
“Well?” The furious woman across the table from me said. “I’m waiting.”
I stared at my mother, pain aching in my chest as I was torn between the elated feeling of seeing her again, and the sheer terror that her sternest glare always provoked from deep inside me. Unlike my father, Mom was slow to anger, but when she got mad, she really got mad.
I held up my hands, shaking my head back and forth. “I …”
Her finger came back up again, pointing right at my face.
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