Flawed
Now*
“Mom, please help me understand. Did something bad happen?”
“Gosh no Charlee, nothing like what you’re thinking. I’m just trying to help you understand, and tell you the story of the last night I saw your father. It had been weird, different, we had gotten into a fight at a party, and he told me he was in love with someone who died, and he also let it slip that she looked like me, we didn’t talk for an entire week, but the next day he was leaving with his family back to Louisiana and I knew that if I ever wanted to see him again, it had to be that night.”