I Seduced My Father in the Garden One July Afternoon
With the house all to ourselves and him turned away among the rose bushes, I knew that afternoon I wouldn’t be satisfied with just watching him from the window.
With the house all to ourselves and him turned away among the rose bushes, I knew that afternoon I wouldn’t be satisfied with just watching him from the window.
When Greta opened the bathroom door and found us like that, I knew the lockdown was only just beginning to drag all our secrets into the light.
I thought I knew my son until that night, when his confession forced me to choose between outrage and something far darker that had slept for years.
It was three in the morning when I heard the key in the lock. I hid behind the curtain, never imagining what my mother would let them do a meter away from me.
The Saturday the house was empty, my mother-in-law came into the kitchen barefoot, wearing lingerie that wasn’t for her husband, and smiled like she already knew the ending.