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Susan was stunned to have met her mother. After all these years! And it turned out she knew her mother and found her abrasive. Susan put her mind to a clean-out and tried to understand. She scrubbed furiously. Vesta was her mother. … Continue reading
Velma had had enough drama. Time to get back to the library. Where all questions had answers. All things had a place. She would … Continue reading
Vesta stared out the window. Susan made tea in the little kitchen. It was so uncomfortable. The baby woke up. “My God, I have a grandchild!” Vesta … Continue reading
Fall crept through the country. Traveling with winter dread. Scarlett needed a trip to the city. She packed a favorite dress and told Auntie to expect her at the townhouse. … Continue reading
She didn’t know what to expect. She wore her power suit. In it, she was unflappable. His face held 25 years of emotion. Susan was his last, best gift from Vesta. Love sustained. Vesta wept. Finally.
Feed, change, nap, wake, play, feed, walk, change, nap, feed… Years as a dancer, working on the road. Now this. Routine. Fixity. So happy!
Velma couldn’t understand her friend’s sharpness. Susan was darling. Her baby had invigorated Velma. Velma persisted in the relationship. Velma filled her bag with bread and staples, tossing in a toy for the baby.