your children are the worst thing that ever happened to you
Ernestine: I couldn't let what happened to you, happen to Sam.
French: You let your heart go cold. He felt it. Rosalee, too. That's why she ran.
Ernestine: No, my children know how much I love them.
French: That's right, you loved them so much that you opened your legs whenever the master called, to protect them. Killed for them. You loved them so much that after James you made sho you couldn't have no more. Your children are the worst thing that ever happened to you. And here you are picking raspberry leaves for that girl and her baby.