REECE WALKER
“Mom, what the hell are you doing in my house?” I asked feigning surprise and she chuckled then parted the space on the couch for me to sit, “Oh no Mom, I am fine here and I don’t think I need to sit close to you or me to hear what you have to say.” I said as I sat opposite her and she shrugged.
“I guess we are still doing this, but I am here after all, so how are you doing?”
“I am a good mom but I don’t think you came all the way here to ask me about me, so just spit it out and tell me what is going on.”
“This is about you but trust me, I am your mother and I care about you, I know this doesn’t mean anything to you but I would like to amend what happened between us, I miss my son.”
“Are you forgetting that you made this all up? You are the same person that kept ignorin
