Verda's eyes seemed to alternate between confusion, anger and delight. She felt delighted at how strong and handsome Vincent had become in the past few months since they were separated, but she also felt conflicted about her sexual attraction to him, enough to almost want to throw him down on the spot.
But hearing her son was having sex with her newest friend, someone she faced death with together and trained daily against, not to mention she turned out to be that little girl's mother too!
"Listen, Verda... I had no way of knowing this hunk... I mean, this wonderful man was your son..."
"Hmmm... so you were acting like my sister while my son filled you with his thick seed each night, right?"
Vincent looked at his mother with a wry smile as he tried to step back, avoiding her sermon.
However, her grip on his wrist was tight, unwilling to let him go.
"I'm sorry... I truly am..."