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real.  

 
    “You go ahead dad.
 I’ll pick up out here and then I’m going to head on home and relax.
 Maybe watch an action movie or something more enjoyable than this
boredom.  I’ll probably be gone before mom gets home so tell her that I’m
sorry I missed her and that I love her.”
    His father was already half asleep when he replied a
groggy affirmative.

Chapter 7

 
    Donna stood around the
counter watching her mother cut up vegetables and preparing her typical
Saturday roast.  The familiar smell of mixed spices, onions, garlic and
only God knows what else were permeating the small kitchen.  Donna inhaled
the delightful aroma.  Even uncooked, her pot roast smelled divine.
 A precursor of a happy tummy to come, that’s what Donna always called the
smell.  

 
    “Mom, I knew there was a
reason I made the trip here from Dallas at least two weekends a month.
 Your pot roast might be my actual favorite food of all time.”

 
    Her mother chuckled at
the comment.  Since she had been back to town, it seemed like she had
found her way over there for Saturday dinner almost every week.  

 
    “Honey, you know that
you are welcome here any time, but I do hope that some of your visits are more
about seeing family than they are about filling your belly.”

 
    “Oh come on mom, you
know I love you as much as, if not more than your pot roast.”

 
    “I guess I will take
that as a compliment even though it has been a while since I’ve been compared
to a roast.  That might be the first time ever.”

 
    “Now mom, if you
consider how good your roast is, you will understand just the magnitude of that
compliment.”

 
    “You’re right.  I
remember your father used to love my roast.  He’s actually the reason I
cook it every Saturday now even still.”

 
    Donna felt her stomach
turn at her mother’s mention of him.

 
    “Geez mom.  Why do
you do that?”

 
    “What honey?”

 
    “You know I told you a
while back that I don’t want to talk about him, ever.”

 
    “Yes, but dear he is
your father.  You have to be able to at least talk about him.  You
know that.”

 
    “You see mom.
 That’s where you are wrong.  I don’t have to talk about him at all.
 It’s my choice and I don’t want to talk about him.  I won’t tell you
not to, that’s your choice but I don’t want you to force him down mine.
  I come here to spend time with you and I don’t want it to be
uncomfortable.  In fact, I’d have been gone already if I didn’t already
start a countdown till supper in my mind already.  I just want to enjoy
this meal with you mom, please.”

 
    Her mother relented.

 
    “Alright, alright
sweetie.   The last thing I want is to alienate you.  I love our
weekends together.”

 
    “Me too mom.  I
really do look forward to them.”

 
    “Ok.  I promise to
not bring him up at our dinners again.”

 
    “Deal.”

 
    “Let’s talk about
something else then.  How is everything else with you?  Anything
juicy and new?”

 
    Donna looked at her
mother in surprise.  

 
    “Mom!  Juicy and
new?  What do you think my life is, a soap opera?  No, there isn’t
anything juicy going on.  Just work, which I am totally loving.”

 
    “Really Donna, that’s
it?  Nothing going on in life besides work?”

 
    Donna’s stomach growled
with the smell of the roast growing stronger.  She grabbed an apple off of
the counter, rinsing it before biting.  

 
    “No mother, nothing at
all.  Besides, if I had something juicy, I wouldn’t be sharing that with
you.”

 
    “If there really is
nothing new in your life, then you need to do something different Donna.
 I’m almost twice your age and your life makes mine sound exciting.”

 
    Donna scoffed at her
mother’s false admission.

 
    “Serious correction
mother.  I know you and you are still more than double my age.  That
will change next year, old lady.”

 
    Her