"Fucking Lucy Long," Danny said out loud as he slammed the front door to his home. She didn't have to be such a bitch about it, all he had asked for was a date, but no she had to make fun of him and in front of everybody too.
I have this Uncle who when I was young was our favourite, mostly because every time he visited, he would bring a present for us and would perform the most wonder tricks. One birthday, it may be my 9th or 10th, I had invited some of my school friends over for a party when Uncle Harry arrived to do some tricks. What I remember most about that day was he hypnotised some of my guests including my younger sister Beth and made them perform all sorts of silly things; we all fell about laughing.
I've always hated Dawn my sister, I know I shouldn't but it all stems from the day she was born. Up to then I was the only one, the heir of the family name and fortune. Then she came along and I was forgotten, worse even I had to change my life because she was there. You know how it is, be quiet or you'll wake your baby sister or sorry we can't go out because we can't find a babysitter etc. Ok I know sibling rivalry is common and I should have grown out of it by now, but fuck it why should I.
In a sweltering Kansas City summer, a mother and son cross the forbidden line, claiming every room in their home with raw, possessive passion. When the daughter returns and uncovers a decades-old secret, the family’s hidden lover reappears, drawing them into a tangled, defiant polyamory of guilt, desire, and unbreakable love. Facing judgment from the outside world, they choose each other—loudly, unapologetically—proving the “wrong” way can be the only way to heal.