“You don’t understand how much it hurts. Watching him go through everything he goes through and feeling utterly useless.” “You’re not useless, love,” Mam soothed, wrapping me up in her arms. “You’re a lifeline to that boy. A life jacket, if you will.” “No, I’m not.” “Yes, you are,” she coaxed. “You’ve been keeping him afloat for years now.”
