For his entire life, I have given Sam "one more chance." I have helped him as much as I could to succeed. Maybe that's why he didn't believe me when I told him that if he lied to me again he would no longer be welcome in my house.
He lied...again. He had NO response...no explanation...no remorse.
He was given 30 minutes to leave my house and he left without so much as a word.
I am broken.
It's always the mother's fault, right?