`` what does it matter how well i 'm taking care of her when it 's my fault she 's where she is ? '' mark gave her a dirty look and i stared at her for a long moment . jess stood and eyed the red silk again . my eyes wandered to my mother , who was in silent conversation , searching her face one last time for a sign of hope . `` oh my god , betty , this is really , really good . '' but the characters are so well-drawn , you wo n't mind . 