"Did you try to have Tricia killed?" She spoke loud enough that their friends outside would hear clearly what was being said.
"Does it matter? She's not your mother... I am," she shrugged like it was nothing.
"Did you and dad try to leave me in unclaimed territory as a kid in the hopes rogues would kill me or I'd die of starvation?" Luther flinched at that and his eyes widened in shock towards her mother as if he was imploring her to say Francine was wrong. She knew she wasn't from the way her mother swallowed hard before answering as if she was considering how best to reply.
"We were told you'd be trouble and they were right. It would have been easier for us all if a rogue would have eaten you. They'd have slept with a full stomach and you wouldn't have been such a huge disappointment,
