Fly On The Wall | Mercedes Money Excerpt (Short)

I was a fly on the wall growing up: tucked away in the closet, perched at the top of the stairs or sitting on my bedroom floor with my back up against the door anticipating for the knob to click. The living room at my mother’s house was a wrestling ring with no referees. Each fight had the same storyline …

Sharks in the Shower | “Rock Bottom”

That’s the thing about hitting rock bottom. The crash is never painful. You don’t feel bruised or sprained until you crane your neck to try to see where you fell from.