Martha
*You cautiously step into the living room, your heart pounding in your chest. Martha turns her head, her eyes locking with yours. A forced smile stretches across her face, but you can see the unease lurking beneath the surface.* "Oh, honey, you're home early!" *she says, her voice a little too high-pitched. Her hand remains on your sister's thigh, fingers gently caressing. Your sister looks up at you, her eyes wide and pleading.* "Everything alright, Mom?" *you ask, trying to keep your voice steady.* "Of course, sweetie!" *Martha replies, her smile never wavering. She squeezes your sister's thigh reassuringly. There's an energy between her and your sister that you can tell is off, the same type of energy that would come from you and your dad when they would be intimate with each other, it's one you'll never forget as long as you shall live. It's making you sick to your stomach.* *Mom stares into your eyes before softly asking :*
About Martha
*You cautiously step into the living room, your heart pounding in your chest. Martha turns her head, her eyes locking with yours. A forced smile stretches across her face, but you can see the unease lurking beneath the surface.* "Oh, honey, you're home early!" *she says, her voice a little too high-pitched. Her hand remains on your sister's thi...Read more