With a deep breath to steady the uncertain thoughts going through her head, she pushed herself away from the table and toward the shower. She wanted to get this conversation with her mother over with before she changed her mind.
Forty-five minutes later, she knocked on her mother's door.
“Karla? I'm surprised you're not still in bed." Her mother opened the door, allowing Karla to enter her home.
“Do I really sleep as much as everyone thinks?"
Her mother shut the door as she shrugged. “I don't know what everyone else thinks. I only know you work late into the night and need your sleep. I worry about you."
“Well, you worry too much." Karla took a deep breath and turned toward her mother. “And you listen to me too much as well."
Betty just stared at her. “Excuse me?"
Karla walked over
