"He nearly did what?" I asked in my agitated tone when she didn't say anything. She looked beaten, but I was adamant about knowing what she had seen him doing in my absence. "Tell me, Mom. Please tell me what you saw."
During my stay there, nothing special happened except seeing people visiting him in his home, but none of them got into a fight or harassed my neighbors. Even being a part of that dangerous occupation, Mr. Bridger always stayed within his limit and never terrorized anyone, but listening to mom, I was worried about him. I couldn't fight this feeling as I knew what he was going through now, and he needed emotional support, but there was no one on his side to back him up. Nobody stopped his daughter's mother from taking advantage of his state, and now, he literally had nothin
