AUTHOR'S POV

Annabelle walked into her room filled with so much rage. Her two sons were giving her so much headache. They were much easier to control when their father was alive. But now everything is an impossible dream because of what is happening between them.

She rang her bell and one of the workers came in with a bottle and glass of wine. She opened the wine and poured herself some.

Sheila walked in just then, she saw her mother taking wine and already guessed what happened. She collected the wine glass from her mother and sat facing her.

"This is not going to solve our problem mother. We...