MADISON
Quickly, I plopped down opposite him, my legs folded, and my eyes almost disconnecting from their sockets.
He didn't say his mom drowned him? I must have heard him wrongly.
With a throbbing heart, I inquired, "Caden, did you say your mother drowned you?"
"For seven days." His lips pressed into a thin line as he watched me gape at him.
"Why would she do that? I don't understand."
I really don't? Okay, I know Dad was always creating nothing into something to find flaws in Caden. You might even see it as hate, even though some people say a parent can never hate their child.
But his mother? As in a whole mother? I never saw that coming.
"I don't either." He quietly answered, his eyes downcast, while his hands played with the fabric of his shorts.
I shifted closer until our thi
