Comfort

My mother stood rigid, her shoulders heaving, not moving a step. I felt like I was going crazy. I'd never been this mad before. My pulse felt like it'd never settle and my vision was getting blurry. There was no way I was settling this in a mature manner right now. If I stayed, I'd only say worse things. I had to get out of the office and away from my mother.

Standing up from my desk, I snatched my keys off the holder and did my best to calmly walk to the door.

"If you speak to me like this again, I won't let it go," my mother said as I passed her.

I didn't even try to keep myself from slamming door as I exited. Henry was waiting outside, his face pale. I tossed him my keys. "Please drive me home."

"Of course," he said immediately, easily catching my keys.

Henry didn't say a word the whole drive to my place. I appreciated it. I'd only calmed down slightly and reliving it wouldn't help at the moment. Usually I could take whatever my mother said-I was used to it. But when it came to Wi