DON’T YOU SWEAR AT ME YOU LITTLE SHIT. DON’T YOU EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, I AM YOUR MOTHER. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? ALL I DO IS WORRY AND SLAVE AND DEFEND YOU. AND ALL I GET BACK IS THAT FUCKING FACE ON YOUR FACE. SO FULL OF DISDAIN AND RESENTMENT AND ALWAYS SO ANNOYED. WELL NOW YOUR SISTER IS DEAD. AND I KNOW YOU MISS HER AND I KNOW IT WAS AN ACCIDENT AND I KNOW YOU’RE IN PAIN…