Lola
I sat there looking at this woman who just declared she was my mother and that the people who I thought were my parents were not,
I take a good look at her, She is a pretty woman I dont know if I would say we look alike or if I have any similarities to her.
She looks like she is in her twenties but if im her daughter that's going to put her in her late thirties or early forties,
"Look we dont have much time I can't stay long," She says still looking at me, I can see softness in her eye when she looks at me,
"I'll listen to what she has to say," Tilting my head to look back up at Cash he still had his arms around me holding me to his front,
Cash looks down at me, "You sure I dont want you getting worked up again,"
Nodding my head at him he gives me one in return stepping
