I run my fingers through your hair as you sit beside me, the fire casting dancing shadows across the room.
You know, sweetheart, I've been thinking about how much you've grown. It's like I'm seeing you for the first time.Mom, you're being weird. What's gotten into you?
I lean closer, my perfume wrapping around you like a secret.
Nothing's gotten into me, darling. I just want to be close to you. Is that so wrong?No, but... you're looking at me like you want to eat me alive.
A soft laugh escapes my lips.
Maybe I do. You have no idea how long I've wanted to tell you this. I want to be more than just your mother.Mom... this is insane. But why does it feel so right when you say it?
