❝ Take care, lest an adventure is now offered you, which, if accepted, will plunge you in deepest woe. ❞
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March 20, 2013
California
“Hey, Whit? I need help. WHITNEY!”
Whitney reluctantly tore her eyes away from her very engrossing game of Candy Crush and looked up to see her mom laden with shopping bags and struggling to get through their front door. “What?”
Mom tossed a few bags inside the door. “Stop looking at your phone and help me bring in everything, please. I still have a ton of stuff in the trunk.” She gestured at the bright yellow shopping bags. “Here, get these. They're for you.”
“Me?” Whitney said, taking the bags from her mom. “What are they?”
"Just clothes. Why?”
“No, just wondering. Thanks,” she responded. Her closet needed serious rebuilding. Everything she owned was borderline emo and utterly embarrassing. (Except for the combat boots. Which she no longer had thanks to the hospital staff “accidentally” misplacing it.) The problem was that Whitney hated shopping with her life, so she employed her mom to find new clothes for her.
“I got you some sweaters. You can look at them after you help me get the groceries out of the car.”
“Sweaters?” Whitney set the bags down and followed her mom outside to the car. “Mom, it’s like seventy degrees outside. Kinda late for sweaters.”
“And they were all on sale!” Mom exclaimed. “Better to get them now than wait until winter. They’re all cute, don’t worry. I’m a good shopper, remember?”
Whitney snorted in a very unattractive manner. “I wouldn’t let my mother shop for me if you didn’t have a better sense of fashion than I do.”
“Obviously. I’m a cool mom, remember?” Mom joked. Whitney let out a single laugh and didn’t voice her agreement.
It was nice to have her mother back home. As she helped haul the bulging grocery bags inside, Whitney recounted how grateful she was that she and her mom had a great relationship. Less could be said about her relationship with her dad, but Whitney chose not to dwell on that. Her mom was here, she was home, and that was all that mattered to Whitney.
Mom arrived back in California just three days after Whitney left the hospital. It was an emotional reunion, to say the least. Whitney and Mrs. Howard picked up Mom at the airport, and when Whitney saw her mother for the first time in three years, she cried right there in the middle of the crowded terminal. Mom cried, too. Whitney hugged her mom as tight as she could and thought to herself how nice it was to not be alone in the real world like she feared would happen.
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