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Will it be the same with the others? Will he feel the same sense of pride and possession and infatuation with the boy who thrust them into this mess? Does a parent love their child regardless of the terror they bring, the mistakes they make?
Murdering a woman is not exactly a mistake, though, is it?
Murdering a woman is not exactly a mistake, though, is it?
Way to go, asshole. It’s always someone else’s fault.
Darby needs to talk to her son, and she needs to do it right now. Before anyone gets their hands on him. She wants to look him in the eye and hear him say the words.
I didn’t do this, Mom. I swear it.
What if he said, Oh God, Mom, I lost control again. I didn’t mean to do it. It was a mistake.
Could she still love her son properly if he admitted his darkness had become a real, tangible thing? That he had raped and strangled a woman Darby herself knew? And, dear God, possibly taken another?
She had found the strength to love him before. She would again.
But it’s not him. It’s not.
Is it?
I didn’t do this, Mom. I swear it.
What if he said, Oh God, Mom, I lost control again. I didn’t mean to do it. It was a mistake.
Could she still love her son properly if he admitted his darkness had become a real, tangible thing? That he had raped and strangled a woman Darby herself knew? And, dear God, possibly taken another?
She had found the strength to love him before. She would again.
But it’s not him. It’s not.
Is it?
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