Staring out at the living room floor, Blue saw a sight she never thought she would live to see: Marian playing with her grandson on the floor.
It was unsettling, in an uncanny-valley way. Something so close to resembling human but just short of enough. She spun her engagement ring back and forth on her finger. He slid his arm around her waist. “’You okay?” She glanced up to the man stood at her side. His dark hair gathered into a short, thick ponytail. Eyes as bright as ever. Smile as devilish. Would it be so wrong to fuck like animals with her mother in the room next to them? After all, to a married couple, sex was the most natural thing. Or so she'd heard.
“Yeah,” Blue sighed. Hugged her arms around herself. “I think so,”
“How long is she staying?”
“Until she can get the settlement money from Bradley,”
“I didn’t think he had any left,”