Sherry Castleberry awoke from a restless sleep to a commotion outside her bedroom door. She heard a scuffle moving down the hallway; a round of curses from a tired, angry man; a muffled, almost drugged pleading from her mom; then, inevitably, the front door slamming shut, the harsh footsteps against the sidewalk; the tires squealing…
Night Mother by Bill Yarborough
