Kim

Kim

  • Kim
    Published 5 months ago
    Childhood Friend

    Childhood Friend

    It had been a few years since I had seen my mother in person. She lived a few states away and my schedule was very demanding. On this summer night, we were enjoying a few drinks and sharing stories from the past. Laughing about the time my mother cracked an egg on my brother's head, how my sisters once climbed out of their bedroom window to avoid cleaning their room.