Page 9 of Say Something
“Pish posh,” she said, waving her hand in dismissal. “You’re my daughter. Spending time with you is always fun.”
Her words made me feel lighter and comfortable. I couldn’t help but wonder how different my life could have been had I just reached out to my mother when everything was falling apart.
Would Danny and I still be together?
Would I have still lost all those years to the darkness?
“I’m sure you thought that very thing when Melissa and I were tearing up the formal gown section of the department store when we were kids.” Melissa and I had a thing for the fancy dresses when we were way too young to wear them, but that never stopped us from running away from our mom at the mall and playing amongst the silk and satin.
“Oh, lord no. I didn’t start enjoying spend time with you hellions until you got a bit older,” she said, and we laughed together.
As I took a sip of my tea, still contemplating some of life’s big questions, my mom’s eyes widened at something behind me.
