In My Desperate Time

Behind me, Mom whispers to Frances.

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel?"

I turn around and glare at Frances, my eyes speaking of death, deterring him from blabbering.

He looks at me dotingly and smiles at Mom, replying, "She warned me I should say no."

Damn it!

Why did he say that?

Mom rolls her eyes at me and pulls Frances' hand. "That's her. You must be more tolerant of her. Don't lower your opinion of her because of her flaws."

...

I feel embarrassed when she says that.

I don't understand why Mom has such a good impression of him on their first encounter.

Am I looking at the so-called bias from a woman toward her son-in-law?

Frances shakes his head and says something moving, his voice deep and melodious.

her for who she is. I even love all her

really want to throw myself at

been said by someone else, I would definitely get goosebumps all

said that, it sounded particularly

an excuse to restrain my

be trying to gain

know how he

have left for

dinner to welcome us. She somehow knows what Frances fancies and

she keeps helping Frances with the

take me back to

spend the night with him at all, so I say I want to

also chooses

I have no choice but to sleep on the same bed with

the traveling, I fall asleep

know when Frances comes out of the bathroom, but in a daze, I feel like I

past few days, and he hasn't forced himself on me. He just insists

I have been pretending not to know and

is probably the unique tacit understanding between two people who