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Daisy wasn’t going to complain after her visit with her mother yesterday. She couldn’t wait to tell Theo about it later today.
“I’ve heard a lot of nice things about you, Daisy,” Andrew said.
“Theo is a great guy,” she said. “If you’ll excuse me while I change. I’m sorry I had to work today.”
“Don’t worry about us,” Harmony said. “We know all about people that have to work on holidays. Theo said he was going to cook tonight, but we convinced him to order out. Hope that was okay.”
“As long as I don’t have to cook, I don’t care what the food is.”
“That’s a good girl,” Andrew said. “You did well there.”
She wasn’t sure what that was supposed to mean, but she went to Theo’s room and changed out of her nice navy pants, an orange and white sweater and pulled the scarf of Poppy’s she’d had on off her neck.
She was just pulling her jeans up when Theo walked in. “I like watching you wiggle into your clothes.”
She turned and shook her ass at him as she pulled her jeans up the rest of the way. “Can you hand me that shirt on the bed?”
He grabbed her red cotton shirt and passed it over to her. “Long day?” he asked.
“I expected it. It wasn’t too bad, to be honest.”
“Erica said it was slammed in there and they felt bad they had you come out to see them.”
“There was no problem with that,” she said. “It was nice to take a break and introduce them to people. My butt was getting numb anyway so it gave me an excuse to go out into the store. Did you have to go in today?”
“No,” he said. “But it was close. I had some scans and imaging sent to me to look over and see if surgery was needed or if something could be put off until Monday. I will be slammed Monday, but that is fine.”
“What could be put off?” she asked.
“Ligaments and tendon tears. Thanksgiving is a great day for flag football. They just splint it up and send them on their way. That’s not an emergency surgery type thing. They will call Monday and get squeezed in and then I’ll go from there.”
“That works for you. And unless something happens tonight, you get to visit with your family.”
“And yours is gone,” he said.
“Thank God. My mother told me this morning she is going to break things off with Charlie. Or she thinks she might.”
“Really?” he asked. “Did she say why?”
“They were arguing last night when I was in bed. I couldn’t hear what it was about, but she was not happy. She doesn’t like anyone telling her what to do. I told you that. That’s why she never gave me advice or said much when I was a kid. She didn’t like it when her mother did it to her.”
“It seems Charlie likes to control things,” he said.
“Yeah. She thought he was so perfect early on but now not so much. She says he’s old fashioned and wants to take care of her and she can take care of herself.”
“That isn’t a bad thing,” he said. “My mother was the opposite. She wanted to be taken care of and then complained when my father wasn’t around enough.”
“Opposites again,” she said. “I just listened to her while Charlie was snoring away in my bed this morning. Then I had to leave for work. She texted me when she got home but didn’t say much more and I didn’t ask either. Does that make me a horrible person?”
“No,” he said. “You are doing what is called self-preservation in medical terms.”
“That’s me,” she said.
“You know,” he said, “it’s not the best time to talk about this, but since you brought it up, I got thinking today about your mother and something you said.”
“I said a lot of things. What were you thinking?”
“The part about the sundae and candy bar dinners. Did you ever stop to think that your mother didn’t have much of a childhood and that she didn’t want you to feel that way? That you two grew up together. She tried to give you what she didn’t have as a kid? I mean isn’t that what parents do? Try not to do the things they didn’t like done to them. Or do the things they didn’t get?”
