Lena
“Why is that lady glaring at you?” Anita asked as I returned after giving the young girl a piece of my mind. Yes, I know it’s not my place to meddle in what doesn’t concern me. But I saw the way the woman was happy to buy a gift for her and all she could say was the woman was making her uncomfortable. She didn’t even appreciate the effort her mother put into getting her the shoes. Some will stake anything to have that moment with their mother. At some point, it reminded me of my Mom. I get all the pampering any child gets from her parents. But all that was short-lived. She left the world early.
If I had been a stubborn daughter to her back then, I knew I would have regrets. But I was proud of who I had become now. “She’s a troublemaker,” I answered her, taking a sip of my office ju
