Chapter 31: Her Ex Didn't Deserve The Air She Breathes

Owen

"Scott and I met in college. He just never grew up. He’s such a cliché mama’s boy."

"What do you mean?" I ask, taking a small sip. Truth be told, I’m not a big whiskey drinker and based on the facial expression she made just now when she took a drink also, neither is she. But it’s warming and oddly comforting.

"You know how people roll their eyes at how a son can have their moms wrapped around his little finger? Even as adults?" I want to say not my mom. She was busy sleeping with other men who weren’t my father when I was growing into adulthood, but figure that’s a conversation for another day. But I know what she means, so I nod my understanding and she continues.

"Well, he’s the reason. The poster child, so to speak. And he enjoyed his mom’s attention, for sure. Before you think I’m just overreacting, you need to understand it was far more than that."

"It always is."