An Unnerved Woman

Part 4

Hunched over and childlike, face drawn, eyes dark and hollow, she leans in as soft tears drop onto her white nightgown, a nurse is brushing her thinned hair. I sit in the chair watching with my forced compassion at the shit that reoccurs every few months because of a text message? Who the fuck does she think she is fooling, all she wants is attention, she has always been a drama queen, and much too pretty for her own good. I enjoy seeing her this way, helpless and broken! Oh yes, that man did a number on her, but so did I, and I’m her mother. 

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The Unnerved Traveler