GERALD

I tensed up from my seat, anger brimming in my veins as I glared at my mother. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it. This was another one of her disrespectful acts to Rosaline and I just couldn't sit with it.

It was devastating that the poor had to deal with so much mistreatment from all angles and coming from my own family just made it more despicable. Why was she being so rude to her?

"Out,'' I enunciated again, balling my fists. Rosaline's eyes urged me not to say a word but I couldn't bottle it up, not anymore. My mother looked at me with so...