Where did the children go?
I let the words settle in...
So, you're telling me my mom didn’t want us to treat her any differently? She just wanted us to be ourselves? I’m struggling to wrap my head around that. We were total brats, always bickering, asking for everything, and honestly, we could be real terrors. Why would she want her final days filled with the same old drama? My brother Mark and I had each other’s backs. When it came down to it, he’d step in if I really needed him to. He’d done it before when one of his friends was bothering me.
