210 MALL SHOOTING

They all stood there quietly, looking at each other. Olivia took two steps back and rested on the table. "I'm overreacting? You think I'm overreacting?" She asked repeatedly. "Yes, you are, mother. You're being hysterical. The young man just wanted to return some files I had asked him to look at, and you outright started calling him a thief," Ethan replied, staring into her eyes. Olivia had become unreasonable as she aged, but Ethan never thought it would be that much. "You're believing a total stranger over your mother?" She asked calmly. "I think we should all go to bed and talk about this tomorrow," Madison said, trying to douse the tension, but it was met with deaf ears. "I do not believe him over you, Mother. I'm just stating facts. You’ve been unnecessarily rude to him since he got here yesterday, and it's so unfair." Ethan strongly advocated for Nathan. What if he was your son and someone was mistreating him?" "Well, he's not my son, and I can't believe you are