Chapter Ninety-Six:
The three of us turned as one to see my Mother twitching in her sleep frowning and tears coursing down her face.
“Mama?” I asked in a broken voice her tears made mine that more ready to flow down my face.
“She is asleep Rebecca, probably having a nightmare. Do you want me to wake her?” Tasha asked softly, running her thumb across my knuckles.
“Mama wake up!” I snapped at her crying figure and she jolted awake and wiped her face seeming lost for a minute. “Mama I need you to come here!” I said when she seemed awake more or less.
“What is wrong Rebecca?” She asked, stumbling to the bed.
“Can you just hold me like you used to when I was sick?” I said softly, my tears threatening to fall as I thought of the time I got really sick and Dustin gave me some flowers.
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