Chapter 67

“Mom?” 

“Hmmm,” she responds, letting me know she is listening, though she doesn’t look at me.

After the therapy session, we wound up at the ice cream shop. Only talking when we ordered what we wanted. She has said nothing at all since leaving the office. I’m getting worried that witnessing dad like that might have scared us both. 

“Are you” I pause, watching her closely “Are you ok?”

She sighs as she sticks the spoon in her cup of ice cream. Leaning forward, she sets it down and stares at it before turning her attention to me. 

“Yeah,” she says in a whisper. She clears her throat. “That was a pretty heavy session, wasn’t it?” she offers, her smile not meeting her eyes. 

“Dad seemed so broken,” I mumble.

“Well, it takes a broken man to do those things,” she reminds me and I nod in agreement. 

“I don’t think I ever considered that he might be broken,” I admit. “I really jus