LUCIA
Today marks the end of my vacation, and soon I must return to my familiar and stressful routine, with the addition of Gabe being part of my life.
“Breakfast is ready, sweetie,” my mom calls out.
As I come down for breakfast, I am struck by the breathtaking table setting fit for a queen.
“I am going to miss these kinds of breakfasts,” I say. “I could use more vacation.”
“I also wish my baby could be with me always,” my mom muses, joining me with a cup of coffee.
“Time flew by so quickly,” I reflect. “This has truly been the best vacation I’ve ever had.”
“I have no doubt about it,” she teases. “You even got yourself a boyfriend.” Despite her jest, those words sting me. “Sooner or later it’s back to work,” she continues, “and there is nothing you can do about it. Go back with a p
