Mother and child share an unbreakable bond. But what if it gets broken? What if the child get taken?
It was dark and wet. Bobby lay curled up in excrement, his own and the other’s, huddled against the walls. At least this corner gave a small sense of safety. He had tried sleeping, but hadn’t managed more than a little bit of dozing off. Why was he here? It was all so confusing. WhenContinue reading “Darkness”