Chapter Forty-TwoSea Scope: Present day
I hardly had an appetite for dinner and found the food cold and tasteless due to my mood and apprehension about what I needed to speak to Donald about. He and my aunt had left to check out the locked rooms while I helped clear the table. Wanda said her headache was worsening and she needed to lie down. Russell and Carolyn had gone to the movies, and Mother offered to help me clean up. I was glad of her company.
“You did great before, Mom,” I said as we stood at the sink washing the dishes. “I know how hard it must've been for you to talk about all that.”
Mother dried the plate I handed her. “Thank you, Sarah, but I should've done this years ago. I keep trying to protect people, but I can't continue to make that an excuse for hiding from the truth.
