The Cellar of Eternal Youth

Summary

My sister is actually my mother.

Locked in our basement are over a dozen of my "fathers."

Limbs broken, eyes gouged out, they pickle in large glass jars of liquor—the secret ingredient to my mother's eternal youth.

Today, my mother brought home a new "father." I knew she was planning to brew a new batch.

But this new father... seemed to be a woman.