FORTY-TWO⁴²

"Excuse me?"

"I didn't stutter"

Sarah was baffled. What on earth was Benedict talking about?! "I don't think i understand....me? abuse someone's child? Why would i do that? And how dare you think I'm capable of such horrendous things"

Benedict flinched when she yelled at him. Sarah never yelled except for when her feelings were hurt.

"Mom...i"

"No.....just....i think I should head to bed" she says stomping her way up the stairs. Before she could take the last step she turned to him.

"Never in my life have i raised a hand to you or your brothers, when your dead beat father walked out on us what did i do? I worked 7 jobs so you could finish school and pay your medical expenses when you had asthma attacks, never have i said you owe me because you know what? Your happiness was my payment, seeing all my kids happy was the only payment i could get to feel validated that every choice and sacrifice i made was a good thing. And now you acuse me of this..."