If These Wings Could Fly

He's always sorry. He says it won't happen again.I know now that the last is never true. It will happen again. And he probably does love us, but it's never been enough to make him stop. Instead, it makes it worse—his love for us. And ours for him. It makes it impossible to leave.

A magical realism story about a family living in a house that repairs itself from the damages of domestic violence—a metaphor for people turning a blind eye & being complicit in abuse. Just because the damages aren't visible doesn't mean they're not there.