Retro: Reverie

One more retro post about Sally, and then we can continue the story:

Chloe took a long look at her mother. She had of course seen pictures of her mother when she was younger, her mother had always been the youngest looking mom when she was a kid. The cool one who came to pick her up to take her to fun places, but it was her grandmother who took care of her primarily.

Sally had her hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her earring piercings were empty except for pearls that she wore that emphasized her faux rockabilly look. Her mother was beautiful, there was no denying that Oscar had been smitten with her which is how she did not know how she was able to pry him from her but she had.

And now.

She needed her mother, blood was thicker than water and she needed her. Sally looked at her with a face that displayed no emotion. She had agreed to meet her, but her face was smooth as porcelain not a crease of emotion.

“Mom, I am sorry for everything. But you are my mom, and I love you and I need you.” Chloe felt weak as she looked at her mother’s still calm expression.

“I love you Chloe, you’re my daughter. I am always here. It was not so much about Oscar, but the things you said to me about not raising you and acting like you did not need me. Like you did not love me.”

“I’m sorry Mom,” Chloe cried, and she rushed to hug her mother. I’m so sorry. But I think you are right. Oscar was out of my league, I should never have gotten involved with him. I never should have done any of this because now…I am in love with someone else.”

Her mother studied her with interest now. Chloe was afraid to say anything, because even to say it was pleasure and pain.

“I am in love with Rafe Morton.”

Her mother’s eyes widened, as she stared at her.

“Then you are in for a hell of a battle with his wife,” Sally leaned back with an ironic smile. “And she pulled a knife on me once, so I would be very careful. Both Oscar and Rafe love her to death.”

Chloe swallowed, she definitely could not compete with Eliza. But she had to have Rafe, she needed him now more than ever…

She walked out of the café after talking to her mother a little longer, and got into her car. She started to text Oscar, but out of the corner of her eye she saw that her driving was texting. As she was about to tell him to stop, the car swerved and she screamed. The sound of their two phones colliding was the last sound she heard.

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