Dinner With Her Son
Matilda was enjoying scallops with her son when a familiar pain shot up the length of her spine. She almost hurled out her food, closing her eyes as the pain wended around her arms and legs.
Was it the food causing her this much discomfort? She couldn’t think of anything else that would make her body feel like it was splitting itself in two. If only she’d looked down at the color that she was wearing.