PART 2 OF 25
NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
I backed away from the coffin so quickly that I bumped into a flower stand.
A vase tilted.
Water splashed onto the carpet.
I ran.
I burst through the side door and almost collided with my stepfather.
Richard grabbed my shoulders.
“Ethan. What are you doing?”
His voice was calm.
Too calm.
Richard had been married to my mother for four years.
To everyone else, he was dependable, successful, patient.