She died, actually. Car crash. Roger was driving - drunk, of course. Happened when I was seventeen, but I didn't find out until I was eighteen. The House was pretty insistent about no contact with her, and ... well, I was pretty angry with her for a while. For not leaving him. For not protecting me from him. For being an addict. That kind of stuff.

[He shrugs. It still weighs on him, sometimes, though he's mostly come to terms with it.]

I was pretty angry about everything, for a long time, so it wasn't a far stretch.