It’s 1 a.m. and everyone in my family is out, skipping our weekly dinner together without word of where they’ll be. Everyone but me and our youngest daughter.
Rob almost ran her down in the middle of the night. She had her son with her and seemed in distress and needed to get away from what was frightening her. Being the Good Samaritan Rob gave her and her son a ride to the bus station. His conscience would not let him leave them there all alone with no money. So he took them home with him. Much to Rob's dismay, she would not leave no matter what help Rob offered.
I created a more realistic image of a mother: as a mother, she is a good mother who can earn money to support the family; as a woman, she is a bad woman. For her own ugly desires and to possess her son, she schemed against her son, gave her son aphrodisiacs, framed her son's girlfriend, and finally succeeded in turning her son into her husband.