A Fall from Grace
I vividly recall how she sobbed uncontrollably without ceasing. How she rued everyone in the room that somber afternoon even though she didn't show it. How all of a sudden, she had a distaste for everyone who seemed to care. It was painful watching her. As for me, there was an unending bitter taste that seemed to linger in my mouth and wouldn't go away no matter how much i tried not to blame them; all those in the room. I'd like to date my story from the time we were doing well as a family. The time my parents were "quite rich" for as now, that's not the case. How our house got visitors each and every single time. Many are the days i was called out of my room to come and say hello to them and thereafter escort them while they were about to leave. I knew most of my parents friends and colleagues if not all. I remember how i got distracted from reading due to the noise being made while they went about chatting and laughing in the living room. My parents were...