change. But being my son doesn’t give you permission to mistreat your mother or take control of our home.”
He looked away.
“I’m asking you to leave tonight,” I continued. “And until we’re ready to discuss what happened respectfully, you and Ashley are not welcome to come back.”
For several seconds, he remained motionless.
Then Ashley grabbed her handbag.
“Come on, Ethan.”
They left about twenty minutes later.
Ethan shut the front door so forcefully that several picture frames rattled against the wall.
Linda sat at the kitchen table.
Then
