Madeline’s POV
I lay in bed for a few moments then shift to another side. Then another. And another. I turn the pillow over. Turn off the lights. Turn the lights back on.
I get up to take a shower. Who needs showers, I flop back on the bed. My hair smells weird, I need a shower.
Walls of tile and floors of marble greet me like I stranger I never met but slightly remember. Taking off my clothes, I jump into the walk-in shower and turn the knob.
Ack- hot hot too hot!
I turn the knob.
Gah- too cold!
I turn the knob again.
The water is lukewarm water graces my body and I exhale.
It’s been too complicated living alone. And too lonely now that I think about it. My mom is amazing and exactly who I wish I was brave enough to be.
But even she made wrong decisions.
I make a mental no
