My Mother’s Corner

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 

I never understood how my mother could work in her ‘corner’. I wouldn’t exactly call her a hoarder, but she never cleaned out her desk. Every time I tried to borrow her computer for a school project, I quickly became distracted by every single thing at her desk. Why did she have a receipt from 1989? Was the dinner so delicious she couldn’t bear to get rid of the fork that came with it? I had to touch everything on her desk before I even started working. Until the night I found my real birth certificate. Who am I, really? 

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