Darren
“I didn’t touch her. I would never harm my unborn grandchild,” my mother said as I listened to Lyle scoff angrily.
“You see? Right there, mom! You just said you would never harm your grandchild ... you didn’t say you would never harm Lissa, which would have been the obvious thing to say.”
“She didn’t mean it like that, son. She was saying, ‘even more reason for me not to harm her.’” My father looked at me as I shook my head. My blood was boiling, but I was trying to keep it at a manageable level. At least for now.
“Why do you resent me so much, Lyle? You immediately accuse me of things. You never have faith in me. Why?” I glanced over at Lyle. My mother had a point there. A few years ago, my brother’s attitude changed toward my mother. I thought maybe it was worse because of the
