It was late afternoon as Sandra entered the home that had seen her children grow and looked around the empty house. A moment of loneliness was quickly replaced with resentment and years of bitterness now redirected to her first born child. Sandra blamed Olivia for the departure of her two youngest, but she especially held a grudge towards Olivia because she used her as a scapegoat to her own pain. Her jaguar sometimes missed her cubs, and she had worked hard for many years convincing her that she couldn’t trust or care for them any longer. Yet it was her jaguar who also kept the love for her children alive in her heart, a sliver of love that was rarely put on display. She quickly rinsed a dirty cup and filled it with tap water, then she took a slice of bread out of a bag and walked towards
