Chapter 59 "Mom"
Michelle was panting, leaning against the wall, across the room from her mother who was knelt over, trying to catch her breath. The living room was, to put it politely, demolished; their respective hair...
Michelle was panting, leaning against the wall, across the room from her mother who was knelt over, trying to catch her breath. The living room was, to put it politely, demolished; their respective hair...
Michelle stood by the door in The Hole. She had been let onto the lot by Eliza, while she and Keagan delivered puppets and props to the stage for that afternoons production shoot. Justine was supposed...
Eliza was seated in her bedroom, sewing sewing sewing. Nonstop sewing. The machine never ending, the puppet taking form and shape. Emotions surged through Eliza in ways she'd never felt, and never wanted...
"This is..." Delores said, but she couldn't even finish the thought. She set the script down on her lap and looked at Justine and Michelle seated across from her in the living room. She shook her head...
Michelle was laying in bed, staring at the wall. She refused to believe it was real. That the words that had been said had been meant. Bea was angry, scared, confused. She just needed some time off,...
"I feel...like it's my fault," Bea said, "everyone tells me not to feel that way, but I do. I took something that was important to her, something she had, in theory, been doing already for an extended...