Chapter nine
IN A NEW LIGHT: 18 YEARS EARLIER
“ Hey, sweetie. Why don’t you go get mummy a beer? I could really use one.”
The young boy wandered over to the fridge, picked out a bottle, and handed it to his mother. She scoffed. “How am I supposed to drink it from the bottle? Put it in a damn glass.” She shook her head as he took back the bottle. “God, I raised a dummy. You really don’t know anything, do you?” She smoked m*******a, the fumes surrounding the living room.
The boy coughed and fought back tears. “Sorry, Mummy. I’ll get a glass for you. “He returned with a glass of beer, but he filled it too high and some of the liquid fell on the tatty carpet. In one fell swoop, she slapped him hard across the face. He started crying and bowed his head, turning away from her after putting
