"Griss, do you have my paper?"
"Yes," he said reaching into his pocket, "What is this all about?"
"I will get to that, but I am going to find this hard, will you understand if I don't tell you all of this tonight?"
"Sara, I am here for you, if this takes years for you to get over, just remember that I am here for you!"
He reached over and grabbed her hand and placed it in his. She was comforted by this gesture. He knew she needed the comfort.
"I don't know where to start, Griss."
"Start where you want, Sara, I promise not to judge you, ok."
"Ok, well I guess since you know about the paper, I will start with that. Laura Sidle is the woman who gave birth to me."
"So she is your mother?"
"She doesn't deserve that title, Griss"
He was silent but urged her to go on. "What happened Sara?"
"I need some time off in January to go to her parole hearing. I don't think she deserves to get out after what she did to us, I want to be there, if I can prevent her getting out, I will! Am I allowed to go Griss?"
"Sara, you seldom take time off, why wouldn't I approve it, Honey?"
Honey? Where did that come from?
HE caught himself and continued to talk, "If you would like, Sara, I would accompany you, for support, I mean, if you want me to?"
Sara sat there stunned for a minute and thought about what she was gonna say, "Griss, you don't have to do that!"
"Sara, do you want me to go with you, so you don't have to go alone?"
"I would like that, very much, but if you can't I will understand."
"Sara, it is nearly a month away, I am sure that I can make arrangements, ok?"
"OK"
"So why is Laura in Jail?"
"She killed my brother!"