Page 42 of Break Me
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I’ll have Dad, of course, and Tess. My friends. But Mom…she always gave the best advice.
She pulls me close, rubbing my back. “It’s okay, Ava,” she says softly. “You can be sad. It’s only natural. But I’ll never leave you, baby girl. Not really.”
But that’s not true, because I don’t even think I believe in a god and the idea of heaven is so fantastic it can’t be true.
I’ll never see her again, once she’s done here.
This is all we get.
And I’m 22.
This isn’t enough.
But I let her hold me for a long, long time. I know Benji can take care of himself. I hear someone at the door—Dad, I guess—at some point, but he doesn’t interrupt us, and eventually, I drift off to sleep in my mother’s arms. Maybe for the last time.
