Laura
My eyes were fluttering open as the daylight started to stream into my room. It took me a moment to realize I was in my childhood bedroom.
It wasn’t a dream I had, I was here in the house I grew up in. My mother passed away yesterday.
I could feel Stephen’s arms still wrapped around me. He let me cry as he held me in his arms. He didn’t say any the stupid things like she is better off.
I know how I am. I start pulling away when something terrible happens. I did it when my mom went to live in the home.
Stephen wasn’t letting me just pull away last night. Instead, he just held me as I cried and got mad at myself for not seeing her in the home for all these years. I finally do see her and now she is gone forever.
“Where is the maid?” I heard being bellowed from the hallway.
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