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His words are bittersweet

It’s been five years since my mom passed away from breast cancer, and still, I miss her Both of us miss her Francine Miller was the type of beautiful, kind, loving mother and wife that everyone deserves to have Shebetter And she kept my wild father in line

My s would be like now if she were still alive

Would they still be living in New York, or would they both have ether?

Would I even be here right now, helping out roin muscle?

Would I have been saved fro his pubes?

Instantly, a question I’ve been wanting an answer for pops into ain?”

“I fell, Ry No big deal”

“Okay, but ere you doing when you fell?”

“Uh…” He pauses and shrugs “I was just helping Stella Page take down decorations”

Hmm His story matches Carly’s account fro about it I can’t seem to shake

“Decorations? In September?”

“Yeah…why are you acting like that’s an issue?” he tosses back

“Because there are no major holidays in September”

“Kid, you knoorabs the television remote to switch it on “They have all sorts of reasons for decorating I don’t question it I just help when I’ under duress pretty well” I sht now?” He holds up the re motion “Or do you want to sit down and talk about the cutie on the other side of theagain?”

I scrub an annoyed hand down my face He set back to work before he can pull me into his loop of crazy

So what? I noticed that Carly Page is an incredibly attractive woman

Or thatout thethisa little bit dirty

I’ll be back home in New York in no tie will all be in the past

A certified nonissue

September 14th, Monday

Sal

I hate this shit

Sitting around, watching reruns of Bonanza, and praying that lass of whiskey before five o’clock in the evening