“Meer Meer, I’m coming,” Mina said and took off toward the room where they were spraying this nozzle on the burn that took up the side of his stomach, and then his face. “Nah, get mommy the fuck away… you tried to kill me?” He hollered, a manic look in his eyes, as he stared at his mother.
so this must’ve been right when the signs of her having “alzheimer’s”
