Short Story: Red Butterfly Part 2 of 2
A man grapples with repressed memories of abuse in a cult his parents were part of when he was a child
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Part Two
Blinding pain on my head. Darkness. Muffled yelling. Lisa found me. There’d been an accident and I’d been hurt.
The taste of blood on my teeth and the horrible, hysterical moment when my mother arrived remain etched in my mind. From my father’s arms, as he carried me out, I glimpsed Lisa’s tearful face as she…
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