Her son stepped forward.
— Mom, you’re going too far. We’re family.
— Family doesn’t push someone who’s afraid and can’t swim into the water, — she replied.
She straightened up, as if the water had washed away not only the dirt but the fear.
— Tomorrow you will vacate my apartment. I will no longer support you. I don’t care that you have no money. You’re adults. Learn to be responsible for your actions.
No one laughed anymore.
— You will deeply regret treating me this way, — she said calmly.
In the distance, sirens could already be heard.
