BATTLE OF DESIRE
for the day, the conversation Marcia had wit
eing in Miami and facing off agai
r to remember moments from her past t
parents' fight loomed p
se, her thoughts would drift back to that time, years ago,
ear her mother's vo
again?! They've given us the prescription! Why do you insist that she sta
credulously. "That's your daught
the accusation so thick in her voice that even the se
your mistress even!" her mother continued
voice! Marcia's upstairs!" Raym
t even deny it!" Tracy said,
? It's her daughter who is sick! One would think a mother would be more caring toward her
fe and mistress but old enough to know that tension had somethin
er mother's sad, distant voice from the kitchen downstairs say t
der the weight of the words she didn't fully understand but somehow felt in her heart. It was because she was sick, be
and saw her elder sister, Annett
ith tears, and her big sister ha
the eleven-year-old Annette said, shouldering more responsibilit
arcia is at home? Don't they usually have these talks w
s gripping her big sister tightly. "But...if I wasn't
d at Marcia's small face. She shook her head at Marcia, smiling
acy! The kids are upstairs! Stop this!" The gir
" Tracy said, her voice
wide. Their father walked in with a small smile on his face, coffee in one hand a
hort sip. That was the moment everything changed for me, she reflecte
thoughts away, heading to her office
picking it up and putting down her coffee. She an
ingly repeating itself. Mar
she replied,
Conway. We spoke
t that would bring in serious revenue for her business. "Have you had a chance to go ove
followed by the sound of papers rust
that..." the ma
he leaned back in her chair, her fingers abse
llian, the man at the center
inisced about how those eyes had made her feel seen back then. Now
st man she had e
the man she had thought she understood better than anyone else – and who
k again to her
guilt she felt about her parents' fights and estrang
parents' polite, pretend relationship grow more formal, more
, were simply pla