Murder On the Lunatic Fringe (Jubilant Falls Series book 4)
“On Sunday morning, I sat in my boxers at my small round table in my attic apartment with a coffee mug, staring at the photo I’d gotten Friday morning from Chief G.It was a little older, a little more battered, but it was still the same face that showed up periodically with whatever drug du jour he and my mother would ingest. That would be followed by what I realized now was rough sex behind her bedroom door. Late in the morning or early in the afternoon, they would awake from their mutual stupor and argue. Then he would beat her as I cowered behind my bedroom door, hoping the violence wouldn’t extend to me. Abuse-worthy crimes included making weak coffee, a TV that was too loud or no food in the fridge. Then she would cry as she bound up her wounds and he would leave—until the next time when he returned with whatever illegal substance he’d scored and the whole cycle began again. One day during a visit with the social worker, I peeked inside my file on my social worker’s desk and saw m...y mother’s occupation listed as ‘unemployed/prostitute’ and the sentence: ‘Mother likely trades sex for drugs, possibly in child’s presence.’ By the time Mom brought me home from court on my tenth birthday, I was too thrilled to have her back to ask her where she’d been and how she’d changed.MoreLess
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