Kristine Mori

The lumps were everywhere—under her legs, arms, abdomen, even her neck. The longer I stared, the more I realized that they were growing.

Everyone is so excited to come see Jacqueline. Little Jackie! She’s finally here! Just one week old.

It was their idea to go get some ice cream, even though I told them I wasn’t supposed to have sweet treats before dinner.

Then he just smacked her face. That was it. He walked away after that.

“I know what you’re thinking — that we’re lost. But nope! This way’s quicker!” Jim smiled, with almost sharp, stained teeth that looked like they belonged in the mouth of a wild animal.

Emma had a passion for junk. Garbage.

It started gradually. Simply, actually. A lot of sneezing. We both assumed it was allergies, and so did the doctor.