1.7: The Lost Son
Sophia: I just wanted to drop these off. Here’s your gift dad.
Bill: Thanks sweetheart.
Sophia: And this is for you mom.
Maria: You got me a Christmas gift?
Sophia: Of course, you’re my mom. Even if you hate me right now.
Maria: Sophia, I don’t hate you. I just don’t agree with your choice of lifestyle.
Sophia: You know what my ‘lifestyle’ is right now. It’s evenings at home in front of the TV, when I’m not working that is. I’d probably be spending the Holiday alone right now if Dawn hadn’t invited me to stay at her house.
Maria: And how, exactly, do her kids feel about that?
Sophia: I know what you’re suggesting and it’s not like that mom.
Maria: Then what is it like?
Sophia: Mom, why do you have to go there?
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