Illusions
Feb 9th, 2015 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Barbara fiddled with the hem of her shirt. Untucked, disheveled, fraying at the edges, the shirt reflected Barbara’s state of mind.
“You need to make a decision, dear.”
Barbara stared at her mother, so neat and handsome. In some ways, the woman was a complete stranger. Inheriting someone’s genetic code, what did that really matter? Proximity and shared experience did not imply intimacy. Barbara felt so alone.
“We’ll just let you stay here a while longer. I’m glad that’s settled.”
Barbara smiled as her mother departed. She knew she’d never be allowed any freedom, not while her mother yet lives.
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