Hana swung on her heel and opened the front door. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m exhausted. Your son was hard work for me and the parasite, which you’d understand if you paid him any quality attention. Goodbye.”
Hana held the door open while her son walked past her. For the first time in his life, he appeared unable to string a sentence together.
“Oh, wait a moment,” Hana added, running back to the table and seizing the envelope of photographs in shaking fingers. “Don’t forget your wonderful memories will you. I wouldn’t like you to miss out on reminiscing over the lovely life you think we had!”
As Bodie reached the bottom step, Hana slammed the door. She held her tears, damming them behind a failing wall as she leaned against the wall. She heard Jas demanding to see Logan and his wail of
