*Blaze*
My mother, Linda, did exactly what she said she would. We sat down stairs at the kitchen table and talked. I told her everything I knew about Ember and everything I saw how she acted, talked. I told her how scared I was and that I didn't know what to do to show her. She listened, she cringed when I told her of the abuse that I saw with my own eyes and she was filled with tears when I spoke of what I didn't see and how long she was being treated that way. After everything was out and on the table I realized how much this impacted me and wondered how Ember had made it this long.
"She is a broken mom, I want to fix her. I don't know how. I have never seen this kind of abuse and I don't know how deep it runs. What do I do?"
"My son, You are going to need to be patient with her. You
