It was pointless to slow down now. If a ticket was going to be his only punishment for looking for the truth then so be it. Left foot pressing down harder, his right fist tightening around the steering wheel as he drove he could barely see straight. Of course this wasn't the first time he was suspecting his mother, thinking she was not who she really said she was. But hearing it from someone else, a stranger at that how was he supposed to react? It drove him crazy, it made him mad! And now he had no one else he could talk to... he couldn't go to his father, his mother was an orphan so there was no hope there. Besides be never thought a day where he could question the knowledge of his perfect mother would come.
The soft ringing pulled him out of his self denial and back into the real world, a real world with real cars and actual traffic that he barely slammed down on the brakes in time to avoid.
