Broken Boulder what would my head be like

She continued to stare him down, both of them wordless.  The Governor's sister sucked a breath through her teeth and sank onto her haunches — if he wanted privacy, he would not find it today.  I can understand why you don't want to talk about it, she began abruptly, but it still hurts me.

And then, with her voice wavering, She was my mother too.