Stories tagged “rafters”

  • Beams - 1

    I swing myself through the beams of the house, my head bumping occasionally into a piece of wood. I don’t notice; the adrenaline and fear rushing through my body are overpowering; they wash away other pains that linger, waiting to be noticed late...

  • Sister - 2

    “Daddy?” Her voice is rough, strained with emotion and vulnerability. “Daddy, stop!” My sister rushes between us, trying to hold our father at bay. It is like he does not see her, but does not intend to hurt her; he merely tries...

  • Mothers - 3

    A door to a small balcony going off our house catches my eye. I scramble to it and launch myself out of the door, praying my father doesn’t follow. I look around, bewildered; I don’t remember this part of the apartment before. But it’...

  • Mothers - 4

    I discard the absent thought, and focus on the words spilling out my mouth. They are avalanches, they are boulders; rolling, tumbling, cascading down mountains. “Daddy- he’s- he’s trying to kill me! I need you! Help me!” She see...

  • Decisions - 5

    … My father comes crashing through; his arms flinging, the knife in his hand gleaming. Time slows; volume diminishes. I back up, and find my back at a wall. I watch in despair and grief as my father, a man I have loved, trusted, been supported by...