by Katherine Stone |
Dear Madden, God knew I needed you. I wasn’t as sure, only because I was so scared about going to the dark place again. I often write about your brother on these pages. It’s not because I love you any less, but because he was the one who went through... by Katherine Stone |
Scene: Monday. 3:30pm or thereabouts. Stone Callis residence. Conversation between mom and 8-year-old son with whom she had horrible, raging postpartum OCD and cried every day, and knew he’d never love her, and thought she’d ruined his life and hers...