'I just want to know how I'll be paid back. Would it be monthly? Would it be constant?' Her voice was scary.
Scary mostly because Frank was not there. I knew mum was a strong woman but there were things even she could not handle.
'Frank left yesterday evening and now, I don't know how to answer that question. We had agreed to pull resources together and make it quarterly for a full year, but I don't know how I'm going to go about it now.' Mum was holding back so much tears.
I wanted to comfort her but my phone rang, it was Amy. I slipped out of the house to take the call...
'Hey, Amy, is everything okay?'
'Yes. I just wanted to know how your session went with the psychologist.'
'Do you mean therapist?' I asked sharply.
'Look, Kassy, I knew you needed to talk to someone, but I didn't want you feeling uncomfortable.' I could hear the pity in her voice.
