I remember the night my mother was stung by a scorpion. I remember the night my mother was stung by a scorpion.

She held her breath. She was used to the foul smell in the room but even for her, the stench that ca... She held her breath. She was used to the foul smell in the room but even for her...

A strangled cry followed by pained screams brought me back to reality. A strangled cry followed by pained screams brought me back to reality.