Oath (The FX Resources Series)

34. ABRAHAM

AbrAHAM

SUGAR CANDY.

Sour sweat.

Warmth.

Fingers. Light ones. Hers.

Gentle touches I barely felt.

She coaxed me out of the recliner and I went, knowing she couldn’t carry me.

I didn’t remember telling her I needed to take a piss, but I must’ve.

She waited for me.

She waited with me.