I can't believe it. I was on the phone with my mother, and I accidentally said something and was forced, then, to tell her the whole story of Grant's year.
And it was just as I had always feared.
Maybe worse.
The first thing she did was compare it to my Brother's childhood. Then she claimed that Grant was worse, and blamed Husband's family and gene pool. I took that very personally, but didn't say anything. Then she sounded defeated. And then she wanted to get off the phone. And she might have been about to cry.
My mother doesn't cry.
I am a terrible kid. I know what the right thing is, but I just can't do it, can I?
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