“Ma, I would love to have lunch with you. I’m not keeping you from your grandson… I just need space from Ace.” I sighed into the phone, wanting to get into detail, but deciding against it because she would always take Ace’s side. “I miss you a lot, Aimee, and I need to be involved in my grandson’s life. I know he is getting big,” she continued to guilt trip me.
see even she knew it didn’t sound right
