Agnes knocked on the bedroom door after Connor left.“I assume you’re no longer mad at Connor?” she said, leaning against the wall. “He was smiling when he left.”I lay on the bed, hugging the pillow against my chest. It was a poor substitute for him, but it would have to do. His cologne still lingered in the room. “Yeah, I guess you can say so.” I sat up, smiling.“I wish you would stop being angry with me, Cassie.” Agnes shoved off from the wall and sat on the bed next to mine. “We’ve always had a good mother-daughter relationship, and I would hate for this to ruin it.”I sighed heavily. Anger was a draining emotion and no matter what, I loved my mother. She wasn’t perfect, but neither was I. “I’m not angry, Mom. Just disappointed.”She looked down at her hands in her lap. “I understand that, Cassandra. There is no excuse for what I did, except to say that when you have kids of your own, you will understand a mother would do anything to safeguard her children.”I shrugged. She might
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