“You don’t have to leave, Janelle. We can sit and talk through this.” “I really don’t want to, Mom. You’ve had a lifetime to sit and talk to me. I appreciate you finally telling me the truth, but I’ve heard enough.” “What does that even mean?” Her voice comes out in a shrill way. “I’m still your mother and we still have the wedding to go to.” “That’s what everything comes back around to. What Amerie needs.”
