A young man leaves his cheating wife and goes into the soothing arms of his mother
Today is Tuesday, and three days ago I came back to the house I grew up in. It was hard to believe how much has happened during these days. I remember that before entering the house I stood in front of it with dread and foreboding, I didn’t want to tell my parents that I had left my wife for good. Karen and I had been married for only two and a half years but then we decided to call our relationship off. I just turned twenty-five and have an architecture degree and now I have to move back...