Chapter 193: A Visit with Mother

I sigh already knowing where this conversation is going. We've left the pleasant small talk portion of today's visit and gone straight to rehashing the past. Wonderful.

It makes total sense because if I saw my daughter once a month I'd want to spend the time arguing with her. Even though I'm too tired to deal with this today, I let her continue because I've learned if I cut her off or get too impatient, she'll end the visit early. She may drive me insane, but she's also my mother and I only have these short moments with her until next month.

"Did you get the chance to contact your father?"

It takes physical strength but I stop my eyes from rolling. It's her pet peeve and one I used to annoy her with all the time growing up.

"You ask this question every month." I look her dead in the eyes, hopeful this time she gets the point. "No."

She sighs like I'm still the pubescent preteen I was the last time we lived together. "Clare when I got locked up I asked you to find him."