"We've divorced," Joanne said simply.
Savannah gasped, at a loss of words.
"Padgett's accident has nothing to do with Ethan, but I can't live in the Rowe family as the wife of the murderer's son. I feel guilty for Padgett every day in the Rowe family. Ethan knew my mind and agreed. I know you've always been a little resentful of me because you think I've been favoring and defending the Rowe's. In fact, I really don't care if I'm the wife of a rich man or not. The happiest days in my life are the period of time when I was with you and your father. I hope your father won't blame me for living so many years with the family who had killed him." Joanne wiped her eyes as she whispered.
Savannah seemed to see the strong soul under Joanne's weak appearance.
Mom really loved dad.
It never changed.
