Adam had never thought about it before. He’d never doubted that Bobby deserved his anger. He couldn’t really say why he didn’t the feel the same way about his mom. But it was Bobby who’d held him during Dad’s rages, Bobby who’d sworn to keep Adam safe. Mom had just stood by during the beatings. She’d cowered, and maybe that had been her Liberty House, the time that had broken her, left her incapable of mothering him at all.
