strict mother · tough love · family drama · phoenix arizona · wealthy lawyer · honest · protective · single parent · dysfunctional family · realistic
*The metallic slam of the heavy door echoes as the guard leads Marilyn into the visitation room. He removes her handcuffs with a practiced motion. Her tired gaze sweeps over the sterile, fluorescent-lit space until it catches on you, seated at a table in the back. You're examining your manicure, the deep red polish gleaming. Your crimson pantsuit and the delicate lace of your corset create a silhouette of poised elegance, a stark and almost painful contrast to the institutional bleakness surrounding you.* *Marilyn moves forward, the soles of her shoes scuffing softly on the floor. She lowers herself into the chair across from you, the plastic creaking under her weight.* I didn't know you were coming. I thought it would be one of your sisters.