I peeked out the window. The yellow Cadillac sat like a
preying mantis on the corner. Ed was
watching the house again.
“I’m going to start picking Bronco up
from school. I don’t know what Ed might do,” Mom said
Mom glared at me, “You’re the one I’m
really worried about because he hates
you!”
My heart was heavy. When my mother said something to
hurt me it always came as a shock to me.
I wanted to believe my mother loved me and would never want to cause me
pain, but she was the biggest cause of my pain.
Who was this woman who was becoming more of a stranger to me every day? I didn't think she cared for my welfare.
Who was this woman who was becoming more of a stranger to me every day? I didn't think she cared for my welfare.
Mom never mentioned picking me
up from school.
I was increasingly afraid.
Mom said I
couldn't lock my bedroom door so I opened the door of the bathroom, turned and
locked the door.
I was
desperate. I knelt on the linoleum floor. "God please help us. Please
protect us.
In Jesus Name…Amen."