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Martha looked between them, her bravado suddenly failing. She looked small against the backdrop of the oversized kitchen. "I just don't want to be a ghost yet," she whispered.

"Protection from what? My own children?" Martha’s voice cracked. matures incest pussy

The silence that followed was deafening. Elias looked at his hands. He had stayed for his mother, yes—but a part of him knew she was right. He had used her needs as an anchor because he was terrified of the open sea Sarah had braved. Martha looked between them, her bravado suddenly failing

Sarah snapped. "From yourself! You left the stove on twice last week, Mom. Elias is the one who found the curtains scorched. Why does he have to be the martyr and I have to be the villain just because I want you safe?" "Protection from what