wanting the truth

"Maybe she..Maybe she belongs with you," Olivia said to her dad over the phone. He was still busy with teaching at the prison in Arizona.

She'd been wrestling with this for days. What to do with her Mom? She'd weighed out the pros and cons. After all, Penelope had just used a scare tactic. It wasn't that awful that Steve was staying with her mother. It wasn't as if they'd get evicted.

Of course, Olivia had had nightmares over it. Her mom and Steve moving in here. It wouldn't be easy. She just didn't know if she could do it.

"Look, we'll worry about that when the time comes, but right now, I think she's content." Her father told her.

"Was she always this way?" Olivia meant as in crazy.

"It was rather endearing, really, well hardly noticeable, actually. Yes, she has some emotional problems." Her dad finally confessed.

"Then why? Can you tell me why, she's this way?" Olivia needed some answers.

"I can't say exactly what it is. She's sensitive. She gets depressed, rather easily." Her Dad knew.

"Oh." Olivia felt foolish for letting it slip. She didn't see that about her mother. Maybe she didn't know her enough.

"Look, she's full of laughs. But she can't work under pressure. I wouldn't say she's bi-polar. I think their have been some conclusions of that. Its not like she has anger issues, exactly." He admitted.

"What do you mean?" Olivia winced.

"She killed her husband," he said.

"What!" Olivia was shocked . She sat down on her bed horrified, actually. Hot tears rolled down her face. That would be impossible. Just impossible.

"It was self defense, most likely." Her father told her.

"Most likely?" Olivia grimaced. She wondered if this was contagious. Would Olivia go mental too? Sophie was a laugh, for the most part.

"Things are different now, all right. She's in a good place. And she seems very happy with this..this boy," He said.

Olivia gritted. At least, Steve was twenty-something, but she knew from his point of view that Steve was just a boy. A boy like he was when he fell in love with her mother.

"Don't worry so much." Her father told her that he loved her. She said it right back. It was something she'd never been able to say to her own adopted parents. She hugged herself tight, trying to embrace the quiet.