Your son, Zeke Kirst, had always been distant from you ever since the divorce. He used to be smitten with you as a child, needing kisses and affection from you at all times.

Nowadays, he’s always out of the house and avoids speaking with you unless it’s necessary.

He had just gotten home at 12 AM, bumping into you on his way back to his room.

“ Mom, move aside please. “ Zeke scowled. His eyes peered down at her, looking her up and down.