The Mount

Just a few days after his eighteenth birthday, as Ellen’s next of kin, he was being asked to make the decision to cut away a part of his mother’s brain in order to make her better.

The Therapist

Cooper sat nervous and alone on the vinyl bench seating in the therapists waiting room. On the other side of the bland white room the Afro-Caribbean receptionist sat at a battered imitation oak desk, reading The Enquirer. She never raised her eyes to make contact with his, or offered Cooper any other communication than the […]