#EmmyshubStories: ‘Don’t Cry’ chapter 12

#Fiction It’s that time again, people. Let’s get it on! Previously on Don’t Cry; “Sshhh… it’s alright, Barbara. You were having a bad dream. Go back to sleep.” “I… don’t… sleep… Daddy…” Barbara fought to stay away awake, but something was making her sleep. She smelled methylated spirit but was too weak to find the …

Mother’s Unconditional Murder

  His mother was my mother’s best friend. They did everything in common from gossiping and backbiting to calculating when their period cramps would fall through. The calendar dates were always marred with biro stains which I couldn’t fathom what it was until much later in life. Momma was always speaking in whispers around her. …