“While Cleaning Like He Demanded, I Found Something Inside His Ficus That Made My Blood Run Cold”

women whose lives had intersected with mine through our shared journey.

And in the corner, thriving in its beautiful pot, was the ficus plant that had started it all.

As the evening wound down, Angel found me standing by the plant, lost in thought.

“What are you thinking about, Mom?”

“I was thinking about that woman who broke this pot ten years ago,” I continue reading …