Tales From The Basement
You follow your Dad to the bedroom. When you walk inside it's a little unnerving. There's no lighting except candlelight.
Candles are lit up near a dresser with a mirror and all over the walls are pictures of Mom.
You Dad goes to the dresser and pulls out a fancy looking ring. It's the one your Mom wore, you remember unashamedly arguing over who should get it, when she died. It is a very nice ring, but you certainly weren't going to dishonor Mom by ripping it from her corpse. Ultimately your Dad hung on to it, just like he did with most of Mom's old belongings.
"Here Suzy, I've held on to my pain long enough. You take this ring."
You take the ring and stare at it for awhile.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. You're the one. Try it on just for kicks."
At first you think it won't fit, but apparently you and Mom are about the same size. You like it, but you just can't let your sisters see it. Hell, maybe you shouldn't let Peter see it either.
As you marvel at the ring, your Dad is picking up the urn with your Mom's ashes. Before you can ask him what he's doing he opens it and throws the ashes in your face!
"SHE IS THE ONE! YOU CAN POSSESS HER BODY! AND RETURN TO ME ONCE MORE!"
You try to stagger out of the bedroom choking and coughing while trying to get "Mom" out of your eyes, but Dad grabs you and throws you on the bed.
"COME BACK TO ME BERTHA!" he shouts while locking the door.
"Mom's dead! Stop this right now you crazy fuck!" you exclaim rolling off the bed.
"I'm sorry it has to be this way Suzy, but your mother needs a suitable body to return, and you're perfect in everyway. Just think, you'll be the one to bring her back to me!"
Candles are lit up near a dresser with a mirror and all over the walls are pictures of Mom.
You Dad goes to the dresser and pulls out a fancy looking ring. It's the one your Mom wore, you remember unashamedly arguing over who should get it, when she died. It is a very nice ring, but you certainly weren't going to dishonor Mom by ripping it from her corpse. Ultimately your Dad hung on to it, just like he did with most of Mom's old belongings.
"Here Suzy, I've held on to my pain long enough. You take this ring."
You take the ring and stare at it for awhile.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. You're the one. Try it on just for kicks."
At first you think it won't fit, but apparently you and Mom are about the same size. You like it, but you just can't let your sisters see it. Hell, maybe you shouldn't let Peter see it either.
As you marvel at the ring, your Dad is picking up the urn with your Mom's ashes. Before you can ask him what he's doing he opens it and throws the ashes in your face!
"SHE IS THE ONE! YOU CAN POSSESS HER BODY! AND RETURN TO ME ONCE MORE!"
You try to stagger out of the bedroom choking and coughing while trying to get "Mom" out of your eyes, but Dad grabs you and throws you on the bed.
"COME BACK TO ME BERTHA!" he shouts while locking the door.
"Mom's dead! Stop this right now you crazy fuck!" you exclaim rolling off the bed.
"I'm sorry it has to be this way Suzy, but your mother needs a suitable body to return, and you're perfect in everyway. Just think, you'll be the one to bring her back to me!"