Eleanor's voice sliced through the tension in the room like a blade: "If you don't stop being so stubborn, you're going to lose her."
With one hand clutching the back of the chair he had been pacing around for the past 30 minutes, Mike froze in mid-step. He cautiously turned and looked into his mother's serene yet sharp eyes.
He yelled back, his voice tinged with annoyance, "This isn't about being stubborn." It has to do with trust. Cath broke it.
"And you're saying that you've never betrayed someone's confidence?" Eleanor raised an eyebrow in response. Mike was irritated by the severity in her tone, even though she was sitting on the couch with her hands folded neatly in her lap.
"You know it's not the same," he added, raising his voice.
Eleanor calmly remarked, "Don't yell at me, Mi
