The next morning I went into Daisies with my mom. She said if things went well for a few days, she’d let me work on my own again, but she felt better knowing I wasn’t there alone if someone showed up.
My mom watched too many movies.
But I loved her for caring. I’d missed both my parents when I was in California. I’d only gotten back to visit a few times a year. Spending the last eight months living with them was not what I had in mind for my life, but it was nice to connect with them again. I was even starting to consider staying in Winterville. The town had grown on me as an adult. I liked knowing I had family and friends I could count on. No one cared what size I was. And no one judged me.
I just had to figure out what I was going to do. If I could figure out what I wanted to do with
