“The hellhole you couldn’t wait to leave.”
“I loved you with all my heart, I really did. I was a damn good mother and gave you my unconditional love from Day One.” She lit a cigarette and cracked the window. “But sometimes love creates a bunch of problems that turn into profound and everlasting hatred.”
“I was only eleven. You sent me away.”
“Shut up … shut up.”
She might’ve blinked away a tear; I couldn’t say for sure.
“Not only did I give you life, I gave you the best years of mine—the twenties, as a model my most photogenic and profitable. Remember when you were five or so, the two of us climbing the ladder to the top of our game, a red-haired and freckle-faced team starring in those Sunday supplement department store ads, me passing for a teenager and you positively adorable as my kid brother.”
“Until I outgrew the cute stage, that is.”
“Was it my fault I didn’t look old enough to be your mother, a curse or a blessing depending on the circumstances.”
“Yeah, go figure. Was it my fault I looked too old to be your son?”
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