Re: Phonecall: Des/Pat
Okay. [There's a sigh, she's hasn't talked about this much, if at all.] Wyatt and I went to go see mom. It was holiday, so we got to see her multiple times that week. [Swallow.] And I could tell something was wrong, but she wouldn't say. Her last appeal had been denied months and months back and they'd refused her another, but I didn't know that. [Thinking. A curling up on the couch long moment of quiet.] She wasn't a great mom. Not the kind you might see on TV, always cooking and sympathetic. She died thinking I just hated her and that she just ruined my life. [Couch cushion rustle.] Organic things began dying around me after that. Walking on the grass, I'd brown it in big circles. I didn't know what to do. I still don't.