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“Trust me, it feels amazing after all those years.”
“Blood, sweat, and tears,” she says.
And heartbreak.
“Years in the making.” I sigh.
“I’ll see you tonight then,” she says, tilting her gorgeous face to the side slightly.
I am still in awe of her. She always fucking looks good. Even in jeans and a t-shirt, her hair loose around her shoulders, minimal makeup, and the faint waft of vanilla and roses.
I clear my throat. “See you tonight.”
* * *
Half an hour later, I’m pacing back and forth in the kitchen after my mom decides to drop a bombshell about her health. She’s very cagey about it, like she doesn’t want me to know the real truth… it might be cancer! Is she freaking serious?! I knew she’d been having headaches but this is ridiculous.
“There’s no point getting heated up over it, Taylor. I don’t know the half of it yet…”
Oh, she’s keeping secrets, all right. I know it down to my core.
She keeps going on and on about how I don’t need to worry, and I just need to concentrate on the Cup. Right now, standing here hearing that my mom may have brain cancer is the only thing that matters. No freaking cup could ever top that.
“Mom, you have to stop saying that.”
“How about we worry when there’s something to worry about?”
“When will you know for sure?”
“Doctor Davidson will call me after I’ve had the tests.”
“Fine,” I retort. But I’m not fucking happy about it. “Until then, what do we do?”
She looks at me and smiles. “Nothing, sweetheart. Everything is going to be fine.”
“So, you were talking to Emmerson about this?”
“She asked me how I was, yes, and I blurted it out. She encouraged me to talk to you.”
That kinda makes me mad that she would do that. Talk to my ex before even discussing it with me. I don’t know what she’s thinking right now.
I don’t want to blow a gasket with her, but this is pretty fucking serious.
“Couldn’t you do that for yourself, Mom?”
“Taylor… I don’t want to disrupt your life with my problems.”
“Problems!” I retort, “It could be cancer, Mom!”
She urges me to lower my voice.
“That’s a pretty big fucking deal.”
She shakes her head at me. “I didn’t think there was any point in worrying you.”
“Well, I am worried… and even more so with you talking to my ex-girlfriend before me.”
“I’m sorry, Taylor. I didn’t mean it to happen that way. Sometimes it’s easier for a woman to talk to another woman about these things.”
