Mother and aunt Stories

Chapter 3: Summer InterruptedMason sat on the edge of his bed in the room down the hall and listened to his mother and his aunt talk. He couldn't make out words. Just the murmur of voices through the walls, rising and falling in patterns he tried to make out. Val's voice was low and steady, the way it always was when she was in control of something. Lisa's was higher, tighter, cutting in with sharp bursts he recognized as...