Dr. Rebecca’s parting words make Jake smile. He catches himself before he starts to hum, but he can’t
kill the image of his mother dancing in her studio to Marvin Gaye, singing the version
of What’s Going On that sounded right
to her.
What’s going wrong...tell me what’s
going wrong...
He looks into the fear numbed eyes of his sister, his father, and his mother's husband and thinks, “Just about everything, Mama, just about
everything.”
(I know. I know. It appears my commitment is waning. I'll pick it up tomorrow. Promise. Don't judge...it's sushi night!)
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