Ann sat in the back seat beside Richard, her hands resting nervously on her lap. Victor sat in the front passenger seat, staring quietly out the window. Today was important. They were going to visit Ann’s mother. Ann hadn’t told her much about the problems they had faced with Victor. She didn’t want to worry her. But now that things were better, it felt right to bring him along. It was time to show her mother the man behind the name. It was also time to tell her the truth. Richard reached over and gently held Ann’s hand. “You okay?” She gave a nervous smile. “I think so. Just… nervous. My mom doesn’t meet many people. She’s a bit private.” Victor turned slightly in his seat. “Understandable. I’ll do my best to be polite.” Ann’s eyebrows lifted. “You mean that?” He nodded. “I’m not proud of
