“I wasn’t expecting your invite today, Janelle. Everything okay?” my mom asks as she sits down. Leave it up to her to jump right in. Let’s do this. “Actually, no. Everything’s not okay.” She perks up in surprise, shifting her body closer to me. “What’s wrong, baby? Tell your mama how she can help.” “I’m glad you’re feeling so helpful because my issue is with you.” She gasps while my dad doesn’t look all that surprised to hear these words from me. He knows I’ve been toeing the line with his wife for as long as I can remember.
