“I knew I would be safe with you, Chris, and I knew you needed this, needed me, first. RJ doesn’t need me at all. He just wants Reese's approval. He's so desperate to be like him.” She’s not wrong there. RJ and I haven’t seen or spoken to each other in years, but I know he’s no different than before. Honestly, he might even be worse now than he was then. Mom sighs wistfully, continuing. “And Teresa, she’s never known me. I knew I would need your help if I was going to have any chance at a relationship with her.”
