Sally

My mom ushered me inside, her eyes filled with a mix of concern and curiosity. "Sit down, sweetie," she said, her voice soft and gentle. "You can tell me everything. I promise I'll listen."

My gaze drifted to Jerry, who was sitting quietly in the corner of the room. Mom seemed to sense my unease and asked, "Do you want Jerry to be here, or would you rather he leave?"

I hesitated for a moment before responding, "I'd like him to leave, please. This is between us, Mom."

Mom nodded understandingly. "Alright, then. Jerry, please, can you give us a little moment?" she asked, her eyes locked on his....