Cameron Richards
My mother. Things could not get any worse than it was at this very second.
I watched as Katherine buckled Tyson into the back, started the car, and drove away. I sighed heavily as I closed the front door, trying to figure out how to handle this.
Everything was going so well. I was ecstatic when she liked my gift last night, when she even began to cry. When tears began to roll down her cheek, words I thought I would never say to any woman left my mouth.
Yes, she was the first woman I have ever professed my love to. Things were moving fast, it felt good. But now I regretted bring her into my life without her meeting my mother first. I should have told her about my mother’s need for control and order. I should have allowed her the chance to decide whether she wanted this
