Monday, January 9, 2012

Single Female - SF6



Friday the 13th has arrived all too soon.  You’ve been having a good visit with your mother, cousins and friends from many years, laughing about things that happened in schools.  You’ve been able to keep the secret, save your mother, and she seems at peace feeling she will soon be with your dad.  She had been religious as a young person and through much of her life. She says, “I don’t know why, but I just quit going to church.  I lost interest after George died my world collapsed.  Now she sees an end to her loneliness.

“What will it be like?” she asks you over breakfast.  She has made your favorite French toast with Wonder Bread.  Your uppity Belt Way friends would not touch it, but you enjoy it today.  “It’s home…” you muse.

“It’s supposed to happen at about one PM here and we can probably see it from the back yard.”

“Why don’t we have a nice bottle of wine?’ she says.

“Great idea mom, let’s go buy it!  The best.”

“The best!” she agrees and you charge off down the street as if you were kids and going to live forever, “Maybe we will!” you exclaim aloud and your mother asks not.  She knows….

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