Russell’s Mother (who was never named lol)
It had taken me a few minutes to compose myself after seeing the condition my son was in. His injuries... but I had to steel myself for this. Of course, the call had shocked me when the police called, saying my boy was charged with the death of his ex-wife. I half-expected the call to be that his battered body had been found.
What a relief to know he was alive! Even though looking at him now, not well.
And the weight of his confession did not settle heavily on my chest. No, I felt nothing but a dull sense of finality, as if this was always how things were meant to unfold. Russell sat across from me, his hands gripping his knees, his eyes wild, searching for reassurance- love, even, but I had none to give.
Not in this instance, where he mig
