Am I doing something wrong? I didn't mean to come and make everything worse for you. I'm sorry, mama.

[ All of that comes out in a rush, like she's been waiting to say it. ]

I don't know what to do or say.

[ Should she have come? Would it have been better, easier, if she'd stayed in 1968? And these thoughts don't even touch what she's ignoring for now, that she has a father she wants to get to know but isn't sure how. ]