KYLE'S P.O.V.
I'm not sure when it happened, but I had started crying along with Mom, and I was making a complete mess out of myself by so doing, as was everyone else in the room.
Seriously, I wasn't sure what I had been expecting, but of all the possibilities this story could have taken off, this was totally not it.
I had so many questions, God; it felt as though I was choking in anxiety. I needed answers, I was seriously itching the longer I stayed without them but by the looks of things, Mom wasn't finished with the story yet, and this time, I feared she was going to succeed in completely reaping out my heart.