Christine O'Reilly
Bio
A Toronto-based scribbler who spends most days dreaming of being elsewhere.
Stories (4/0)
I Am NOT the Adoptive Daughter Of...
My uncle and I stood awkwardly across from one another in the nursing home room. In between us, my mother lay dead in her bed; her mouth agape and the left side of her face blackened from a violent fall a few days prior. Her final expression was one of fear and discomfort and not one of the peaceful relief my father had conveyed when he passed away from cancer 26 years earlier.
By Christine O'Reilly7 years ago in Families
A Straight Girl In A Lesbian World
“How’s your wife?” the owner of the local convenience store asked me when I was in his shop alone one day. I had recently been frequenting his establishment with my neighbour, buying water for her two dogs before taking them out for a long lake-side park walk.
By Christine O'Reilly7 years ago in Humans