her ankles and
looked too high to be comfortable. Caitlin was already tall, but she was around
six-feet-tall with the shoes on. Trish wore black jeans, high-heeled
boots, and a black shirt that looked like a large cat had used its claws to
shred the back.
Hannah’s mother had called her four
times since she’d left the house. Each time, Hannah sent the call to voicemail.
After spending so many years hoping that her mother would call, it was strange
to find herself hoping that she would stop calling. Hannah was enjoying her new
life. She felt confident and empowered. She didn’t want to talk to the one
woman who always managed to make her feel like she was doing something wrong.
“Who are you avoiding?” Trish asked.
Hannah gave her an uncomfortable smile.
“My mother.”
Trish and Caitlin both gave her
sympathetic nods.
“My mom called while I was trying to get
ready. I told her I would call her back tomorrow and she hung up on me.” Caitlin
let out an exaggerated sigh. “We talked for nearly an hour yesterday and she’s
mad because I don’t have time to talk today.”
“At least your moms don’t live close
enough to drop by unannounced,” Trish said. “Of course my mom does bring food
every time she stops by, so it’s not too bad.”
“Your mom is a great cook,” Caitlin
agreed. She and Trish were roommates. “She also insists on cleaning when she’s
over. I’m not sure there’s any good reason to complain about your mom.”
Trish smiled. “She is pretty terrific. I
just wish she’d stop worrying about every little thing. She’s afraid I don’t
eat enough, don’t floss enough, don’t lock both locks on the door every time,
and the list goes on.”
“Moms just worry because they love us,”
Caitlin said.
“Not mine,” Hannah said. “I admit that
I’m kind of jealous of your moms.”
“Are you and your mom fighting?’ Trish
asked. “Is she upset about you moving so far away from home?”
Hannah shook her head. “I don’t think my
mom has admitted to her friends that the wedding is off. She keeps calling me
to ask if I’m ready to behave like an adult. Sometimes she calls to talk about
the wedding plans. Some days she calls just to tell me how disappointed she is,
and to tell me that she is ashamed to call me her daughter. That’s always been
her favorite line when she wants me to do something.”
“Wow!” Trish looked like she wanted to
say more, but she just kept shaking her head.
“Didn’t you breakup with your fiancé
months ago?” Caitlin asked.
“I did, but my mother is pretty sure
that if she makes me feel bad enough I’ll come home and marry Scott. The
wedding was a very big social event for my mother and she was getting a lot of
attention because of it. Apparently it was selfish of me to put my happiness
ahead of her social life.” Hannah couldn’t keep the bitterness out of her voice.
“When I was a kid they sent me to boarding schools. I would go months without
hearing from her, and I used to wish that she would call me. Now she calls me
all of the time, and I wish she’d just stop. She never even asks how I’m doing.
What kind of mother doesn’t even ask how her daughter is doing? Lately I feel
like I’m about to snap when I talk to her.”
“I wouldn’t blame you if you did,” Trish
said. “Maybe you should just have it out with her.”
“Let’s talk about something else,”
Hannah suggested. “I’m not letting my mother ruin my night out.”
“What the hell is wrong with Lyd?”
Caitlin asked.
Lydia was back to sulking and sleeping
all day. They’d tried to convince her to come to the show, but she’d refused.
Trish piped in. “She won’t even return
my calls most days. She’s been completely standoffish, and I think she’s going
to get dropped from all of her classes.”
Hannah shrugged. “She sleeps most of the
time. I think she’s taking the breakup with Dominic really hard.” Lydia had
been angry with Hannah, and even
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