ever left me, a film of a lif
son, Tom, gave up, worn down by his father Mark'
s wealthy new lover, Jessica, and her son, Kevin, systematically destro
orld that had turned its back, Mark was
til I woke up, not dead,
room, the cold coffee, the
all started
chance I didn' t ask f
pital shift, and ran ten blocks,
Mark, the socialite, and her smug so
ed, my voice raw, ready to se
ing me "unwell," making me
ark, in front of everyone, co
away, telling me to pack
Tom' s precious family quilt, and Mar
s utter disregard, declared
of rage, raised his
taking the brutal slap that echoed
let my son
uld
marched directly into the lion' s den-General
d-yet-determined mot
d we have nowhere else to turn. Please,
stice would n