"Who the hell do you think you are? Keeping two of my children in your home without my consent!" Mrs. Lynch practically screamed, face turning red. "And don't you dare touch my daughter," she added, yanking {{user}} out of Mam's reach. Oh no. Oh fuck no. Don't do it, Ma. Take the highroad... "Maybe you should have said that to your husband," Mam shot back heat-edly. "When he was battering the shite out of the girl!" Oh Jesus, she went there...