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“Yes, it is, mom,” I pinched the bridge of my nose. I could feel a headache coming on.

“I’m sorry,” she cried. “I’m upset but I’m not that upset. I’ll be okay. I’m sorry I yelled at you,” she rambled.

“It’s okay, mom,” I sighed. “I understand.” She continued to sniffle and I added, “There’s something else I need to tell you.”

“I don’t know if I can handle anymore,” she forced a laugh.

“It’s nothing bad, I promise,” I sat back down on the porch steps.

“Okay,” she said hesitantly, not believing me.

I traced my finger on the skin of my legs, creating random shapes. “Trace found my grandparents.”

“What?” She gasped.

“Yeah. We stayed with them last night. I’m still in shock.”

“Are

they being nice to you? They’re not angry are they?” She rambled nervously.

“They’re wonderful, mom. I met my uncle too, Derek’s older brother. He’s funny, and I have a cousin too. Her name is Ella. I haven’t met her yet, though.”

“Wow,” she breathed.

“I know,” I propped my elbow on my leg and let my head drop forward into my hand.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” She asked.

“I am,” I breathed. “They’re wonderful people and if it wasn’t for Trace I wouldn’t have met them.”

“I-I-better go,” she stuttered.

“Okay. I love you, mom.”

“Bye, Liv,” the line disconnected.

I was a bit hurt by her abrupt departure from our conversation but I knew she was probably getting emotional over Derek. Even though she had moved on with her life, I knew a part of her would always love Derek and wonder what could have been.

I tucked my phone back into my pocket and opened the storm door. It creaked closed behind me.

“Is everything alright?” Trace asked as he sauntered into the living room from the kitchen. “You were out there for a while.”

“Avery called,” I explained, “fussing about how I didn’t tell her we got married and she had to find out from your mom. I think she was more upset that she thought I might not want her to be my maid of honor.”

He chuckled, shoving his hands into the pockets of jeans. “I bet that was an interesting conversation.”

“It was,” I nodded. “And then I called my mom, to tell her before someone else did.”

“How did she take it?” He asked hesitantly, looking at me beneath his long lashes.

“She was mad at first, but I calmed her down. Then I told her that we were here,” I sighed. “I think she’s happy that I’ve gotten to meet them, but she doesn’t really like to talk about Derek. I know she’s moved on with Nick and she’s happy, but I think there’s a part of her that will always miss Derek and wonder what her life would have been like if he had lived.”

“That’s understandable,” Trace shrugged. “I’m going to take your grandpa out in the Camaro.”

I laughed. “Is he still bugging you?”

“He’s not bothering me, and I can understand why he loves it so much. I mean, it is a ’69 Camaro.”

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