❝In which two people call up a helpline in order to find someone just as broken as they are. ❞
"Does...does it bother you that my dad's in prison for murder?"
"Well, judging by the fact that I moved away from America to get away from the memory of a...
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"Izzy?"
"M...mom?"
"Hey honey, I...it's been a while. I...I'm sorry that I haven't been able to contact you lately."
"Mom, that's not your fault."
"But it...it is. I...I shouldn't have gone back out."
"Mom...that's your job. I couldn't ask you to stay back, you're a marine and going out into the field is kind of what you get paid to do. I don't blame you at all. You call when you can and I couldn't expect anything more."
"But...considering everything I shouldn't have...I should have asked if I could end my contract early and stay with you-"
"We both know that wouldn't have been possible, mom. You had a year left of your contract, there's no way they would have let you go."
"I...I could have tried-"
"It's okay mom, you don't need to feel guilty about anything."
"But I...I just left you there, Izzy. I...I...your father died and...and you were so close to dying and I...I just left you there."
"Mom..."
"I...I should have been there. You...you had just seen one of the most traumatic things that a person can ever see and I...I just left you there."
