*Arealla*

My mother’s story was sad, and I truly felt for her. But it wasn’t everything. She was keeping some things back, and I wasn’t ready to let that happen. I had been waiting for so long to hear the truth of everything, I wasn’t about to accept any half-hearted truths right now.

“Okay,” I told her while still sitting on the bed beneath the moon. “But how did I end up with Lucille?”

I didn’t share any exact details about anything ...