It was a year since he had seen her.And now here she was, holding a baby, about 3 months old.He looked into his own eyes as he approached. I wrote this for this prompt from Write On Edge:Let’s lighten it up around here. And when I say lighten, I mean REALLY lighten.This week’s assignment will…
That Night
I woke up startled as their muffled voices carried through the walls and slithered below my door, the space between the carpet and the wood just wide enough. My Mom was crying. My father’s tone was angry. I heard the buckle of his belt clang, he was getting dressed. It was still dark in my…