797 Controller

"That's not controlling. You are jumping to conclusions again, mom."

"Oh, I am not. I have been thinking about it for thirty minutes. I tried to think of as many reasons as I could to justify your actions. But I couldn't come up with one!" she asserted with a glare in her eyes.

"Maybe you just don't want to think of me as innocent. Maybe you just want to blame me for everything."

Rebecca rubbed his hands on her face and muttered, "I don't know what to say. Why do we always fight? I don't want to fight you. But as a mother, I need to stop you when you are doing something wrong."

Her voice broke, seemingly, she was about to cry.

"What did I do wrong?!"

"I already told you. And you are not understanding."

"Maybe because I am not doing what you are claiming?"

"Then prove me wrong! Tell me, how are your actions not controlling Joe's life? He has to do what he is ordered to do. He has to go on a trip when you want him to!"