A whispering voice at the back of my mind reminds me that I've been this way for some time. Dead, that is. The dead have a very broad view of the living, of actions performed out of sight, of thoughts believed to be private. I would know. Losing both parents is a trial no child should endure, and Marina and Dylan have endured enough. They deserve the one thing I could never give them: a mother's love. A mother's love, and the truth. My children have believed a lie about me for years and years. After all this time I can still feel their hurt in my heart. But the tether holding me to them is frayed from years of neglect... and I have to find a way to make my confession before it snaps. But when the truth comes out, what other beasts will I unleash?
©2014 Thomas Nelson (P)2014 Oasis Audio
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