Chapter 277

“Give him a break?” she screamed as she plunged the knife into the man’s chest. “And who’s going to give me a break?” The knife arced up again and then another plunge into the chest of the man who had fathered him. Mason watched in horror as his father’s eyes met his, filled with sorrow and apology for leaving him behind with this crazy woman. He fell, the man who was his father who had always seemed so big and tough and able to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. “NO!” the scream was wrenched from Mason’s throat as he watched the light dim in his father’s eyes as red bloomed across his chest. So much blood. Mason reached for his mother, grasping her twig-like arms, trying desperately to hold her back from inflicting any more pain on the man he loved. She turned on him then, the blood-drenched knife lifted high over her head, madness in her eyes. Mason scrabbled with her, getting his hands around her throat and trying to push her away, squeezing as he did. Lisa’s eyes flew