That man is unbearable!" she seethes. Drew's eyes widen in surprise. Looking at his mother, he can't tell if she is angry, tired, or both. "He treats ...me like I don't know anything at all. I've been doing this for ten years!" she continues. Marilyn takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Drew. I don't mean to take out my frustration on you."Drew shrugs. "No worries, Mom. I'm here for you," he says with a little smile."Thank you, sweetie. I'd hug you, but," Marilyn raises her arms and lets them drop to. I know what you are going through but it’s normal not to remember anything. I’m gonna help you remember but I’ll need you to relax first.” I start taking deep breathes again until I calm down enough to listen.“That’s good, now let me tell you the important things. You’re John Doe an 18 year old high school student. You were a bit of a loner but had one close friend though that did not help with how poorly your high school life has been. You died on your walk home from school. As you walked. " You didn't ask. Actually, I'm not here for the whole trip -- just the Chicago series. I'm skipping the Twin Cities and Detroit. I'm representing the team in a low-level league meeting here, pertaining to sales of sponsorship rights." You're going to be running the whole thing, pretty soon." Maybe not pretty soon, but, hey, I'm young yet, as you've been so quick to remind me at every opportunity." Nice to see you," I said, starting for the door."Sit down and have another cuppa," Maria. I questioned, “In what way?”He looked to me, “You know what way.”“You’ve hurt me a lot, you know that?” I said and continued, “I’ve been through so much pain, and you didn’t want to be there for me. Even when you promised you would be.”“I know… and I’m sorry. I’ve been a terrible person to you,” he said.He apologized to me. For the way he treated me over the months. I wanted to be strong and be mad at him for this, but sympathy and blame took over me.“I guess it’s my fault… ” I said.“Why?” he.