“I’m sorry, Kreon, I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I made mistakes in raising you, some really bad mistakes. Mistakes I wish that I could take back and I’m sorry.” She grabbed the sleeve of his hoodie as he paced the floor, causing him to stop. “Tell me what I can do; tell me what I can do to fix this! Tell me what I can do to make this up to you. Tell me, then it’s done!”
“You know, ma, all I wanted you to do was love me. That’s all I ever wanted, that one thing.” Tears rolled down his cheeks unevenly, as he held up one finger.
“But I did love you, baby.” She cupped his face, staring into his crying eyes.
“I don’t wanna hear that shit.” He pried her hands from off his face. “You waited until I was twenty-two to tell me that Khadafi wasn’t even my father. All the years I took his unwarranted p
