"You heard me. It is you that should be ashamed. Why not let your daughter follow her dream?"
“Because unlike you, I'm a realistic mother. What she has is a pipe dream.”
Montana folded her arms across her chest. “Mrs. Alvarez, have you even read her work? Because if not, you should. She is a brilliant writer.”
“Yes, please keep talking about me like I'm not here,” Mercy piped up.
“I think you should leave, Montana. Mercy and I have a lot to discuss.”
'Whatever you have to say to me, you can say it in front of my best friend. Unless. there is a reason you're sending her away."
Mrs. Alvarez let out an exasperated sigh. "You know what? If you aren't going to listen to me, then I'll have no choice but to show you the harsh realities of becoming a writer!" Mr. Alvarez stomped out of the room.
“Are.. are you okay?”
"I'm fine. Let's get back to work."
“Mercy, you don't have to.”
"Please, Montana? It'll help get my mind off what happened."
“If you insist, then sure.”