There's Only One Path In Life. The Path Of You. The Following Is Mine.
The Hospital (Part 1) I was twelve when my father finally died, though “finally” might sound harsh to anyone who didn’t spend nearly a year watching someone deteriorate from the inside out. He’d been diagnosed with throat cancer about a year earlier, the crystal-clear result of smoking at least a pack of Kent brand cigarettes … Read more
Part 1 – The Uncle-In-Law’s Relative’s Place It didn’t happen exactly on Christmas, but it was definitely around the holidays on a Saturday night, and I was ten years old. I’d been dragged to some family’s home for a holiday dinner. They were friends or relatives of my uncle-in-law or something, one of those strange … Read more