’ I understand that, but—
But I’m your mother and there are things I have to deal with myself.
Things I can’t involve my precious son in.’

”Yeah, but— I just feel so useless if I can’t do anything.
Isn’t there something I can do?”
"S-shut…shut up—okay?“ His voice rang with a huskier, more urgent tone. Wrapped arms draw her even closer to him that...