I This week we asked you to write a post beginning with the words, "This was absolutely the last time" and ending with "She was wrong." I wrote this post as a response to the above assignment. I wasn't sure where it would take me, but it turns out it was a deep and painful place. A place that has since healed, to be sure, but it surprised me. She Was Wrong This was absolutely the last time I could stand to lie in my bed listening to my mother scream from the next room. Tears rolled silently down the sides of my face as I lay frozen in terror. Again and again, she called: “MELONEY!!” Her voice was hoarse with the screaming. There was a time when the role of rescuer was reserved for my brother. He was six years older than me and his room was closer to hers. I never knew what happened at that end of the house. I knew, of course, about the screams and curses that flew between my mother and stepfather, but I stayed in my room, as far away from the ch