Drove My Stepmother Insane
Language: en
Dr. Franklin Prescott was a saint in the eyes of the public. To the medical world, he was a pioneering savior, a man of profound mercy. But to me, he was a monster. He was the man who drove my mother mad and tossed his wife and daughter aside like garbage. Thirty years ago, on a rainy night, my mother caught him in bed with his mistress. The very next morning, she was bound in a straightjacket and hauled off to an asylum. By the time she was finally released, her mind was completely shattered. She ended up giving birth to my younger brother under a cold concrete bridge. I was only six…