Save the Ta-Tas

Her frail figure scared me. “Mom...”
My father looked at me as if saying; not now we’ll talk later.
My mood sunk and turned into worry. I held Kelci in hope of finding some happiness, but all I found was her worried face starting right through me.
I tried to tell her not to worry, but she’s stubborn.

I sent her home and said I’d call and let her know how my mom was, but she understood that I possibly wouldn’t.

“Joseph?” I cringed at my full name, it was clear something had happened. “I have to talk to you.”