GERALD

Mom? What the hell was she doing here? After everything she had done to the family? No, there's no fucking way I want to see her. Not after everything.

Rosa gripped my arm tightly as we got closer to the porch. Mom stood there, waiting for us. She looked miserable and I noticed she had aged since the last time I saw her.

"Gerald," she said, trying to reach for my hand, but I snatched it away from her.

"Don't touch me, mom. Don't!"

Rosaline looked at me out of the corner of her eye and nudged me, trying to stop me from being hard on my mother.

I...