Samantha I couldn't recall ever seeing my parents that way, whatever it was.

I stood at the door, eavesdropping for any potential leak from dad on why we got singled out during the attack. I instead, ended up listening to mom's guilty reflections and dad trying to talk some sense into her.

I had no problems agreeing with dad's point. This was just a phase mom was going to be over with in due time.

She even used my situation as a point. She must have forgotten how well I was doing here as ...