VJWC #6: Family Mystery

Her name was Mary, the one that they say shot herself.  Although I never knew her, it is a stretch to believe a woman would kill herself this way.  Far too messy. “What was she like?” I asked my mother once. “Timid.  Not a particularly happy woman.” She had been married to my mother’s second […]

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Blue Moon Blues

My mother and I sat back to back on the tiny step stool used to help patients scoot up on examining tables.  My sister laid in the bed beside us, disoriented and fearful.  She’d tried to commit suicide again. The emergency ward was overflowing with people seeking attention, and the presence of several officers in […]

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