The witchdoctor told us that our mother might come back changed.

What he did not prepare us for was the possibility that should could come back-

Better.

When we dug her up she was wild. 

She bit Emily on the arm so I hit her with a shovel-

It was invigorating.

We put her in a cage and tried to ignore the howling.

She sounded like hell and high water. But soon she stopped-

And then she started telling the truth.

All of the truth. 

About our father, about her youth.

About her parents and there parents.

About use, about her feelings-

Her hopes and dreams.

She would only shreak occasionally-

And it went with the flow.

She told us why Dad left-

And why she was glad.

She told us about how scared she was for Emily-

and why she never trusted that boy.

She told Jake that is was OKAY-

and that she forgave him.

She told me why i was such a wild child-

and how proud she was of me.

She told us of what really happened to the dog.

And she was right-

It was kinda funny.

So we let her out of her cage-

and it is going great.

She dose not blink anymore-

And she still howls when she is attacking strangers.

But it gives her caricature.

We tell everyone she has a bad case of syphilis.

And they believe us-

They pity us.

But we don’t mind, we are glad we did it.

In the end, people will now remember our mother-

As the old crazy lady.

And not the old sad lady.

And she likes that-

she loves us for it.

We think.