Trevor just got home when suddenly his mother was there. He froze staring at his mother “they let you out..” he muttered under his breath as he stepped back “indeed. I’ve been waiting here Trevor. for hours!” Mrs. Phillip hissed as Trevor stepped back “I- I- I was-“ “I don’t wanna hear it! You just let your poor old mother sit here! Without offering a drink??! Or a cigarette!” Mrs. Phillips said as Trevor looked at his mother fear and overwhelm filling his eyes.