I go to the only place I know.
My mom is there.
The minute she sees me her eyes darken.
She yanks me into the kitchen.
She grabs a knife.
I scream.
I push her hand away.
She pushes me into the counter.
I hit my head.
Everything goes black.
YOU ARE READING
Crossed Fingers
Short Story"The problem with falling in love is someone always forgets to catch you." Instagram: tearainandlove Copyright © 2014, TeaRainAndLove™ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Trea...
