Adrian POV
My mother was staring at me like I was a ghost and she'd just called me Richard, and I needed to make her understand who was really standing in front of her.
"No, I'm Adrian," I said keeping my voice gentle. "Richard's son."
Victoria's face changed and I watched confusion spread across her features like clouds moving across the sky, then understanding slowly came into her eyes and finally recognition settled in.
"Adrian," she whispered and her voice cracked on my name. "My boy."
"Yes, Mother, it's me." I took a step closer to where she sat by the window.
"They told me you were dead too." Victoria started crying and tears ran down her weathered face. "The shooting, they said you died from the shooting."
"Who told you that?" I asked.
"They did, the people who come here, th
