But instead I did the most respectable thing. I offered her a seat.
"Please have a seat mom. Can I get you a drink?"
"No, I don't want anything and shouldn't be having liquor around the house. When was the last time you had gone seen Dr Ward?"
"I have an appointment with him for next week." clamping my fingers into a tight fist at my side. Trying not to fiddle with my hair. A sure give away, that I am lying.
"What brings you by mom?" eager to change the topic.
"Gideon, he is back home from his tour. Something seriously happened and he was offered an honorable discharge."
I took a deep breath, then another. My appearance, white as snowflakes.
Gideon
"He needs a place to stay just for a few weeks until he gets an apartment of his own. I already asked Jamie, she is pretty excited to have him over."
No
My eyes stung and my throat burned with unshed tears. The memories of when he held me down. Overpowered, raped me flooded my mind like a tunsami. My mouth parched, I could do with a drink.
"Why can't he stay with you and dad. You've got plenty of room." my tone desperate.
She scoffs, shaking her head. "What would the neighbors say? I can't have Gerald love child living at home with us Adela."