"When you were a little boy, you had this thing about the rain." Sophia started. "You were...terrified of it, like it was the end of the world..." she remembered. "Well one day I, took you outside during a storm and I let us both get drenched." she continued.
Thomas stared at her solemnly, starting to remember what she was talking about.
"I thought that maybe if we stayed out there long enough...you would see that there was nothing to be afraid of." she said. "But you just cried for hours. I should have brought you inside."
After staring at her, Thomas slightly started to look down.
"I should have protected you, but I was stubborn."
Thomas looked back up.
"I was trying to force you to be someone you're not...someone strong."
"Thomas? What are you doing inside?"
Sophia looked down at her son, terrified look on his face.
"It's raning." he said fearfully, his hair soaking wet.
Sophia smiled, "It's okay. It can't hurt you."
"Yeah it can! It'll drown me! I can't swim!" Thomas explained.
"Look Thomas, I'll show you."
Sophia forced her son outside, where the rain was poruing and the thunder was rolling.
"No!" Thomas held on to his mothers leg. "It's scary! I wanna go inside!"
"It's okay Thomas, see?" Sophia looked up at the sky.
"No!" tears were streaming down Thomas's face.
"Ahh!" Thomas buried his face in his mother's chest, crying his eyes out. "I wanna go back inside!"
"No, Thomas. You won't go back in. You'll stay out here until you're not afraid." Sophia said sternly.
That only made the boy cry worse.
"It was a long time ago." Thomas reminded.
"And what my point is that I repeated my mistake. That I need to accept you for who you are...And stop putting you in situations you can't handle."
Thomas looked out of the plane window.
"I know this isn't what you wanna hear. I'm sorry." Sophia concluded.
Thomas nodded slightly, "I'm sorry too."
Looking back out the window, his face fell.
Isabel expected him to kill his mother in a few hours.
There was no way that was happening now.