Of Wolves and The Light

Untitled Episode

"Hello?" I glanced quickly down the hall as I hung my coat. Making my way past the the living room and through another hall. I could hear Mrs. Kilson busy in the kitchen. I kept walking through the house, as the sound of beeping made itself known. Breathe, I reminded myself. I forced a smile as I stepped into the room. The room was a white with a hint of the lightest blue. It was almost bare of things you would usually find in a bedroom, like dressers and other such necessities. Well I guess necessities were really in the eye of the beholder. My smile slowly faded as I took in the room. Yeah, these necesseties that remained in this room were the difference between life and death. So other things that seemed normal and a need in ones average room became not so necessary after all. My mother lay in her bed, with her favorite blanket that I knitted for her a few years ago. I moved back a few months ago before finishing University. Since then my mother has lost more weight. Looking more and more fragile as the days rolled by. Breath, shutting my eyes so that tears that threatened to expel from me were pushed back. Smile.

Taking the seat next to my mothers bedside I made myself comfortable. She was still asleep, I don't know how she did it. The beeping sounds of the machine were unnerving, but I guess she got used to it. My mother has always been a strong woman, and my rock. I carressed her hand, her skin was constantly kissed by the cold. Beginning to rub her hand to try to warm it up. She began to stir. Opening her too tired eyes, "Good Morning," she smiled.

"Morning mom," she patted my hands.

"Help me sit up please," I nodded as I placed my hand behind her back to pull her up and began to fix her pillows.

I sat back down and picked up the book that was on a stand near her bed. I thumbed through the pages to find the last one I had read.

At that moment Mrs. Kilson walked in with a tray of food. It was usually really bland since my mother couldn't stomach most of the food due to the chemotherapy medications she was on.

"Oh, Ms. Lucia, I thought I heard you come in." she smiled as she placed the tray in front of my mother. "Are you hungry dear?"

No, thank you, Mrs. Kilson, I actually had ate before I left this morning. She nodded as she sat down on the opposite side of my mother. She usually stayed in here with her just in case of anything. Mrs. Kilson was in her early 50s and was my mothers nurse s***h basically anything my mother needed.

How was the service?"

It was good, " turning my attention back to the book.

"Talk to anyone this time before you ran out?"

I looked at my mother, she knew me too well. I shook my head. Oh wait...

"Actually yeah, there was this guy," I spoke without taking my eyes from the pages. That seemed to have piqued both of their interests since they both seemed to sit up just a little straighter and a leaned in more.

... and?" my mother asked impatiently. I rolled my eyes.

"and nothing mom, he was just welcoming me to the church, I guess he didn't know that this wasn't my first time there. " I continued to flip through the pages. I really should start using bookmarks.

"Was he cute?"

I looked at my mom, raising my right eyebrow at her. "why are you looking for a cute guy to come sit with you?"

She blushed, "yeah, no one will be looking at me when they see how beautiful you are."

Mothers. Always thinking that their kids are the best looking and not biased or anything.

"You didn't answer my question?" she stated as a matter of fact. I took a deep breath because once I answered this question I knew that the giggles of these two ladies would erupt.

"Yes, he was very cute mom." They looked at each other grinning so big and the giggling began. My mom always wants me to get out of my shell and go out. I haven't gone out in a while. Since before I came back to stay with my mother I was always busy either academically or with work. Now I really didn't have time, I barely made it to Sunday service since I hated making unncessary trips away from my mother. I did go to please her though. I promised her that I would go in her stead since she could no longer make trips out of the home unless it was to doctor visits.

"What was he like?

"What did he say?" "Describe him to me?" the barrage of questions were hitting me like arrows and I had no shield save for this book that I continued to try to focus on.

"There wasn't much, he was cute and welcomed me to the church that was the gist of it." The look of disappointment crossed her features.

"Ay Lucia, I wish you would be a bit more outgoing." she scolded me.

I don't know if I should add this last part but I hated seeing my mom so sad for me, what the hell I'll throw her a bone," Before I left he did say he hopes to see me there next sunday." Her eyes lit up. Maybe I was looking into it too much. Like what if out of kindness he was inviting me to the next Sunday service but it did seem like he was interested the way he kept staring at me and grinning. That smile just made even hotter, but I would not say that to these old hens in here. I hadn't realized that I was smiling to myself until I noticed they were both grinning at me. I quickly snapped out of it and cleared my throat.

"If I tell you, you might long for the days of blissful ignorance......" they knew that conversation was now closed as I began to read where we had left off the day before.