A man finds himself surrounded by 108 women who all claim to be his mother — until they reveal that they are bound together by a hidden empire far larger than he imagined. As their secret world comes to light, he must reckon with who these women really are and what their shared power means for him.
Say it, you piece of trash. Say, thank you, Boss Weston, for teaching me a lesson. Or I call the cops, and your mommy gets a nice long chat with them. My head was ringing.
Does he know about my mother's? I can't take that risk. See? Easy. Be here after school, every day.
Whatever I say, you do it. Got it? I crouched down Reached for the ruined papers
The soaked books Then I looked up Woman At the mouth of the alley
Mom Merrill At the front Five more behind her They didn't say a single word
Every face was dark Their eyes never left me Mom Melon crouched down and wiped the blood off my face She didn't ask who did it first
She took my wrist and held it for a long time Lane Why is your hand shaking like this? Who did this?
I jolted I turned my face away, afraid of the fire in her eyes, and mumbled, Nothing. I fell. It was an accident.