Fiction
“For me, Tali. For me. Plea-se…” She’s a guilt specialist, my mother. And guilt is the price I pay for living 3000 miles away from her. I’m thirty-three years old. By now, I should’ve been famous or given her grandchildren. She can name…
“For me, Tali. For me. Plea-se…” She’s a guilt specialist, my mother. And guilt is the price I pay for living 3000 miles away from her. I’m thirty-three years old. By now, I should’ve been famous or given her grandchildren. She can name…