#562 St. Jude is Persia- Lucia Perillo
The narrator is a recovering addict just out of St. Jude’s
rehab. She hopes some time at home will do her good.
“A little animal interaction, a few weeks of my mother’s
cream cheese and chutney sandwiches, an I figured I’d be back to my old life.”
Home isn’t exactly the calming influence she was hoping for.
He father has left, leaving her mother confused, irate and literally murderous:
“My mother may be short and squat, a victim of too many shortbreads with her tea,
but she’s still not a woman you want to go up against when she’s got a bee in
her bonnet and a gun in her hands.”
The mind can create chaos, and it can create peace if you
use your imagination. It can also create walls that both protect and isolate. After
experiencing rehab, being left by her father, and watching her mother go a
little crazy, she was feeling a bit on her own. “And somehow it was
thrilling…to be the last remnant of a dying outpost while the enemy encroaches
on all sides.”
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