I would have laughed right now if I could. How do I explain to my mother that I can't treat her like I treat my family because she's so much more than that, she's a part of my soul, albeit a part that I threw away.
I smiled at my mother "I can't be rude to her. She's my first love, remember?" I can't believe I'm saying this, even if it's to lighten my mother's mood.
She slapped my arm "Stop making fun of me"
I laughed taking her into a bear hug "I love you, mom"
"I love you more, my child"
It was only later when I was alone that I realized how easy it was to talk to my mother. She covered years of distance in a minute.
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Esther:
"So, how's it going with her?" I asked cautiously.
Jack's here a day early, to help with the preparations. The gate of my house hasn't closed since ye
