It was the kind of Tuesday afternoon when Manhattan seems to blur at the edges, when one client appointment bleeds into the next, and the parade of human hearts on display becomes an impressionist painting of longing and regret. Then […]
Families - Jas Mendola - Narcisism
The Family Pack Hunt
They circled silently, testing for weakness. The mother’s eyes narrowed as I set my boundary, her words soft but laced with venom. She hesitated, calculating. Then my father entered the room. His presence changed everything. Suddenly she stood taller, spoke […]