Chapter 28“Gabriel Nicolo Avenatti,” his mom snarled. Water covered her mouth. Her eyes widened and she snapped her mouth shut.
“I’m not kidding.” Gabe shifted his glare to his dad. “After everything she’s done to me, I’m not messing around.”
Did I intervene? Did I let it play out? Would this work? Did I want to deal with Gabe after he killed his mom? I covered my face but peeked through my fingers. If Gabe’s dad didn’t give in soon, I’d do something. Either way, we’d talk about it in the car. This situation made me feel so gross and helpless.
Mr. Avenatti’s frown deepened. “I thought I raised you better than that.”
“You did.” Gabe jabbed a finger at his mom. “She didn’t.”
Gabe’s dad glanced at his wife, his expression conflicted and pained. “That’s your mother. How can you do that to
