“Come on guys.” She said, “I don’t have to listen to this.” Caleb and I immediately stood up. Ian tried to keep her put by standing in her face. They argued for a moment longer, but Mom seemed to decide she had enough.
For the first time I had ever seen, she walked away.
We trailed behind her. I watched him as we left; he stood there, silent. Stern. The look on his face said we would pay for this later.
We all entered the elevator and the doors closed behind us. Mom stood in the corner, distressed, as silent tears fell down her cheek. Her sad appearance brought immense guilt over me for I knew this was entirely my fault.
“I’m sorry Mom.” I apologized for the mess I just caused.
“It’s okay.” She smiled looking up at me as tears continued filling her eyes, “It’s not your fault.”
She let out a large sigh, “He hasn’t changed.”
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