"Respect your parents, honor and respect your parents." These words rung through Esong's mind over and over again as he clenched his fists, digging his short nails into the palms of his hands and using the pain as an anchor to keep him steady right where he was and stop him from exploding at his mother. Did she think the things she said through, or did she just enjoy talking?
"My wife is not crazy or ill mentally, watch your words mother." He said in a calm, but deep voice.
Even then, the hair on the back of Elon's neck stood up and he scooted a small bit away from his brother.
If Esong's men were here, they would explain to his mother that this was the voice he used before he went on rampage and beat up someone.
"Your mother did not mean what she just said." His father, Emmet said.
"Oh, but she did. Mother makes it no secret that she hates and cannot stand my wife." Esong replied.
