The day Dick finally faced his mother, Kylie, was one steeped in a maelix of emotions. Kylie, with eyes wide and shimmering with anticipation, could hardly contain her excitement. For years, she had yearned for this reunion, dreaming of the moment she could embrace her son once more.
"Son, mommy is here to pick you up," Kylie announced, her voice quivering with emotion as she beheld Dick before her. Despite her son's wary stance, she was undeterred, her heart swelling with the love she had harbored for him through the years of separation.
Dick, however, was not swayed by the display of maternal affection. His eyes, guarded and cool, met hers with a defiance born of years of estrangement. "Who are you? I don't know you," he retorted, his voice firm and unwavering. "I'm not your son."