Chapter 173

• I try to avoid eye contact with her, I feel like I might cry and I don't want to break down anymore. Or at least I want to hold out for as long as I can. When I don't say anything more she continues with her questioning.
• "Where is your mum now?"
• "Well after the car incident it became clear that she needed more help than I could give her. I kept fearing that one day I would come home and she..." I can't finish the statement. I shrug my shoulders and shake my head, she knows what I mean. I used to have nightmares about it all the time. When I'm stressed I dream I'm driving down a never ending highway and my mum is frantically clawing at the door handle and the window screaming obscenities about how much she hates me.