It was so much fun for me, too.” I’m at my desk at seven in the morning. Since no one’s around, I decide to call Mom and let her know how much I enjoyed my time with her yesterday. It was a quiet Sunday, just spent eating and talking non-stop. Mom loves to read, so we ended up talking about the books she’s borrowed from the library recently. We even watched a movie on DVD – a haunting love story set in the 1800s. The pot roast was perfect. I ate almost a third of the flan. I must have gained a pound or two, but I don’t care. It was amazing – no worries, just laughter and fond reminiscences. It felt safe to be with her. “Next time, let’s go shopping. I need to get a few tops for summer.” Mom is frugal with herself, so when she mentions buying some clothes, I get pretty excited. “I’d love that! We should go down to Orange County.” “Maybe,” she sort of agrees. Just then, I see him walking towards his office. He looks disturbingly attractive and I get an unexpected flutter in my stomach.
