He screams as he jumps from the car. Refusing to do anything that she tells him, he runs for the back yard.
He is devastated because he wasn't the one to get the newspaper at the end of the drive way.
She forces him into the house. He refuses to take off his shoes and jacket. He starts to cry.
She is ready to go off but holds her breath and walks away. He slowly takes off his shoes and sits on the couch to watch tv.
She comes out of the kitchen and to give him his pill. He has been on these pills for over a year. They help most of the time, but he still has problems.
She continues to tell herself that he has a problem and it won't go ahead. She tries to convince herself that he isn't evil.
She puts him to bed later that evening and looks at him softly. Love always beats out frustration.
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This is a very deep piece of writing. I like how it shows your point of view as the mother, trying to be calm during trying times.
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