They could maintain a semblance of normalcy for a few days, but the underlying tension might eventually lead them to part ways.

"Rosalynn, drink some water," Gail offered, pouring a glass for her daughter.

“Thank you, Mom," Rosalynn murmured, her hands cold and her spirit colder still.

She took a deep gulp, trying to quench more than just her thirst.

Gail sighed deeply, her face etched with worry. “I really don't understand why she's become this way. She's been seeing a therapist, but it seems her depression is only deepening."