Run, Girl, Run
To call it a meltdown would’ve been an understatement.
And I’d gotten so good at holding it together.
I heard his words. They entered my brain in his intended neutral state and, once inside, mutated into a threatening, heaving monster. The creature, with its gnashing teeth and rancid breath, was the only thing I could see. So I flipped the switch, and the lights went out. Just like that.