The following is a work of short fiction.It is evening and my mother is missing.
I do not know where she is. Someone else is here in her stead, but it is not her.
I know my mother and this person is not her.
And this is not the first time this has happened.I don’t have a great memory. My mom says I’m a good boy a lot, but she gets disappointed when I forget things and I forget things a lot. But I know that every evening this week, around this time, my mother has gone missing and someone else takes...