The Taste of Sweet Karma

his eyes, his hands,

ess, celebrated his sight's retur

ed in his darkness and my unwav

de, I clearly understood every crisp

ment with Victoria, the woman who abandoned

oesn't need to know. She'll always

ram pictures of her marriage license confi

quick to dismiss me, focused onl

yapping Chihuahua, deliberately playing on my

then watched as I was drenched and cut by a collaps

oul into his recovery, all reduced to a c

, so casually, after all I'd done

a doormat, an

e there, but this was t

ie that had become a

yes, his powerful mother,