The scene replays the same way thousands of times. A man sits across from me, eyes fixed on the floor. His hands grip his knees like they might give way. He has not cried yet, but he will. He came […]
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 […]