"Who wants whiskey?" Audrey asked after a long tensional silence.
"We all." She answered herself.
"I will be right back." She says jerking up from her seat and wandered into the kitchen.
A few minutes later she was back with two glasses and a bottle of whiskey.
I poured myself a glass, and so did Audrey.
My mom reach out for the whiskey bottle.
"Nope." Audrey protests waving her index finger at her.
"Now what, you want to add alcohol to your addictions?"
My mother cringed. She was about to say something but clamped her mouth shut.
"Back to the story of your life. After doing barter trade with your son, You married a rich dude whilst your son suffered in the hands of some Italian mafias."
"No, I try coming back for Kayden but they told him he was dead." My mother said in her defense.
Audrey snorts. "And you expect us to believe that?"