Mother and daughter form a forbidden bond and the unexpected occurs.
Enjoy.
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Kelly reached across the table and gripped her daughter's hand. This small act of affection had great meaning: Kelly was finally comfortable enough around her daughter to show her not only love, but to offer her advice.
"Honey, eat, you're too thin."
"I am eating, Mom. Look, I finished my salad." She pushed her empty salad plate across the table toward her mom. "And now I am working on my sandwich."
Kelly tried to suppress a smile. Since their reunion, this was the first time she heard her daughter say the word "mom" so easily. "More like nibbling at your sandwich. And thanks by the way."
"For?" Julie asked.
"For calling me Mom and acting like it wasn't forced. I know this is ha
