I held her tightly. "That will never happen, Mom. I owe you my life. You took me in off the streets and I'll love you and Dad forever. I just... he makes me crazy, Mom. I think he is crazy. What could he possibly have to say to me?"
"I don't know, honey. He wouldn't say." She hugged me and wiped the tears that were running down her cheeks. "Maybe you should just let him have his say. I'll make him leave right after dinner."
I kissed her on both eyes. My lips were wet with her tears and I kissed her lips. "Don't cry, Mom. I'm sorry I made you cry. Don't break my heart."
She held me very tightly. "It's your Dad and me that owe you everything," she said. "You know we couldn't have children. Then we got you and our lives were complete. You made us happy, Livingston. You're my heart."
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