Mama Credence's Residence

After our lunch Mama Credence took us to another private room inside her house. This room was bigger than the one that I had been to before. The maid brought us a pitcher of water. The pitcher was intricately designed with grape vines and it matches the design of its glasses.

"I am assuming that you know why the three of us are here?" Mama Credence directed the question to my mom.

Mom and I were seated on a chair facing my mother-in-law's office table. The room felt extra cold all of a sudden. It felt like a barrier was placed between us and Mama Credence. She...