• "Shut up!" Sean yelled at her, his dark eyes blazing. "Your not my mother, and you can't tell me what to do!" Sean jabbed a finger at Grace. "You... you just stay away from me," His words came out slurred and hard to understand. "Sean," Grace said. "What've you done to yourself?" Sean felt a lump in his throat. "I don't know," he said, crying. "Help me." Now his eyes were pleading. "I'm sorry... sorry." "Sean," Grace said quietly. "No one trusts you," He looked at her. "But I have you," He said. "No, acually, you don't. Not anymore. I'm sorry. Goodbye." Grace walked backwards, arms out, as if expecting a hug. Then she turned around and walked back to her ampartment. And never looked back.