CARL

"Mom!" She yelled, and my headshot in the direction of the dining table where her mother was, convulsing as she fell out of the chair. It was an appalling sight to behold and to think it happened because of the argument.

Linda, still retching and trying to catch her breath, pushed past me, bumping into my shoulder as she raced and went for her mother. For a brief moment there, my world stopped, everything stood still, and the only thing I could think about were the consequences of my own ...