...Interesting...
So, my brother's first 'love' got hit by a car and killed. (I use quotation marks because she was emotionally and physically abusive and I threatened to shoot her the next time I saw her.) I understand why this would be upsetting James...but, I'm really not all that bothered by it. The damned bitch took my niece from me. Brianna's better off with her abusive mother gone and it's best that it happened while she was still young enough to be able to adapt.
And even with her dead, we still have no biological rights to them, so they're (Bri and the bitch's younger daughter that I've never met) going to stay with the grandfather no matter what. He's a good man and he's been taking real good care of them for two years now. I think it would do nothing but hurt Brianna to try to inject ourselves back into her life.
Still, my mom's acting like all this is something horrible. "It's just such a shame," she says. "She was still young, she still could have become a good person."
"I doubt that," I say.
"Well, she was only twenty-five."
"I wasn't doubting her age. I was doubting her ability to become a good person."
Apparently, either I'm an exceptionally callous person or I've become disturbingly accustomed to death. I dunno.
And even with her dead, we still have no biological rights to them, so they're (Bri and the bitch's younger daughter that I've never met) going to stay with the grandfather no matter what. He's a good man and he's been taking real good care of them for two years now. I think it would do nothing but hurt Brianna to try to inject ourselves back into her life.
Still, my mom's acting like all this is something horrible. "It's just such a shame," she says. "She was still young, she still could have become a good person."
"I doubt that," I say.
"Well, she was only twenty-five."
"I wasn't doubting her age. I was doubting her ability to become a good person."
Apparently, either I'm an exceptionally callous person or I've become disturbingly accustomed to death. I dunno.