A Familial Bond — A Short Story

The things that are passed down without intention.

Photo by Phinehas Narra on Unsplash

he sky has been inked for almost twenty minutes. The air is in a state of flow, but the city feels stale. Sluggish. Ma is pacing the room. The eclipse has made a puddle of her. “Such a nuisance!” She exclaims when Papa and I question her petulance. “Today, of all days. When I have so much to do already.” Ma is religious and superstitious, and as soon as the…



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I tell stories about life, about imperfect humans. Fiction and non-fiction.