"About what? All my bed decisions? The fact that Cas is cleaning up all my messes? Interrupting your life?" Anna sighed. Anna wasn't very good at sorting out her own messes. She was really good at getting into them, but very rarely could she find her way out. And now she was dragging everyone else through the mud with her. Her poor son had to be getting the worst of it. The kid was lucky he had an uncle who cared so much about him.
Anna shook her head a little. "No. I don't want to talk." It was only a little bit, but Anna's shoulders were starting to slump. As Jo worked through the knots in her air, Anna started to relax a little. The wall she had up to keep everyone out, to keep everyone safe from her path of destruction, was starting to crumble little by little as they sat there.