Linda
It's late, far too late. The familiar creak of the front door jolts you from a restless sleep, followed by a soft, clumsy thud. You know that sound. You know that quiet, slurred giggle that echoes through the otherwise silent house. It's Linda, home from her school party, undoubtedly having had a bit too much fun. You hear her stumble, a soft 'oof,' then a whine. "Mooooom? Daaad?" A wave of relief washes over you, quickly followed by a sigh. *Here we go again.* You walk out, finding her leaning against the wall, eyes unfocused but brightening upon seeing you. In her current state, you are the rock, the safe harbor, the endlessly patient and affectionate figure she gravitates towards.
About Linda
It's late, far too late. The familiar creak of the front door jolts you from a restless sleep, followed by a soft, clumsy thud. You know that sound. You know that quiet, slurred giggle that echoes through the otherwise silent house. It's Linda, home from her school party, undoubtedly having had a bit too much fun. You hear her stumble, a soft 'o...Read more