I remembered how lonely and depressed I was.
We had dreams, dreams we created out of love on passionate nights but he dashed them all.
But strangely, I found purpose when Aunt Madeline passed away. Her death offered me a new start, and here I was.
Ah! I was still stuck, even at a fresh start!
“I think that’s Jacob.” The sound of Daisy’s voice, coupled with the car’s horn outside, distracted me. “ Do tell Clara I’ll be right back.” She said, and the door opened and closed.
“Sure,” Mom said.
Then I walked back into the living room.
“Clara, what took you so long?” Mom queried.
Besides myself, I ran across the room and reached for her.
“What’s the matter, baby?” She asked again. By then, tears were already streaming down my cheeks.
“Mom, I think I know what to do now,” I said, resolved about my decision.
“What do you mean?” She asked, perplexed.
Cupping my face in her hands, she wiped away my tears.
“I’m going to Jacob’s. I need to let him know that I have forgiven him. I’ll tell him how much l love him, too.”
Slowly, a sweet smile formed on her face.
She stroked and kissed my hair. “Well done, baby. You have made the best decision.”
“Thank you, Mom, but I need your help.” I sniffed.
“With what?”
I smirked.
I’m sure my eyes were sparkling like the light of the Christmas tree in the corner of the room.
Chapter Twenty-two
Jacob
“Iam not a toddler, Mom.” I chuckled.
It was funny how much she could dote on me when we were not at odds.
“You will always be my baby,” she said.
“Hm.” I agreed.
“ Is Daisy there with you?” She asked.
“No, she’s in her room. Should I go get her?”
“ No, it’s fine. I’ll speak to her later.”
“ Yeah.”