“Show me.” Jos narrows her eyes. “I can’t…I’d hurt you.” “Have you been practicing? Can you control it well enough so you know you wouldn’t kill me, or give me a fit?” Jos takes a deep breath. Puffs her cheeks out. Lets the breath out slowly. “Yes.”
This convo gives me a sense of comradeship with the mother, the way she understands that there are things she doesn't understand about her child but she's open to them anyway.
