Abandoned mother quotes

My sister and I arrived at my mother’s house on Wednesday. It was her turn to have us. Although tears in Mother’s eyes were common, the glassy drops were exceptionally heavy that day. “Girls, meet me in the living room, we need to talk.” It was warning enough. I anxiously braced for impact, my typical response since the day she snuck us out of Father’s house during her dramatic exit as his wife. As she began sobbing, I held her, trying to comfort her sorrow. I’m here for you, Mom. “We are