Letting You Go Was The Hardest Thing

Letting You Go Was The Hardest Thing - Chapter Nine

Letting You Go Was the Hardest Thing

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Chapter Nine

Picture on the side is Adrian and Catherine Parkerson - Dalton and Terry's parents (Model David Gandy and Latin Actress/Singer Thalia)

Charlotte

“Mrs. Parkerson?” I couldn't hide the surprise in my voice the moment I saw Dalton's mother. It’s been four years and her radiant beauty still took my breath away. She looked like she hadn’t aged a day.

              Tears welled in her eyes and without hesitation, she rushed towards me and gave me a tight hug. Ow, that’s going to leave a mark on my ribs. “Oh, honey...” she cooed and there was a slight crack in her voice. “I have missed you so much.”

              I smiled and let out soft sigh. “Me too, Mrs. Parkerson. Me too.”

              Laughing softly, she let me go and laid her hands on both ends of my cheeks, squishing them together. “Look at you.” With her scrutinizing eyes, she roamed starting from my feet all the way to my head. “You look gorgeous, sweetheart, and you are so skinny! I am going to fatten you up, oh yes, I am going to. I'm going to bake you tons of your favorite goodies and shove them up your mouth. What were you eating in L.A.?!”

            “My feysh Mssh Parkershon...” I somehow managed to say something from her squishing my cheeks, and mind you, it was pretty damn painful.

            “Oh, I’m sorry,” she apologized and let go, taking a step back. “I am not kidding with fattening you up because you are so thin, young lady.” When she said this, her face became stern - she meant business.

            It was a sad thought that I had missed her more than my own mother. The comparison was beyond belief; she was the mother I never had while my own flesh and blood seems to not give a damn about me or value who I am. She always favored Caroline, because in her eyes, I was a big disappointment. Well, sorry for not being blond, mom.

            I smiled. “Well, I am looking forward to you fattening me up because I missed your famous chocolate chip cookies.” As I said this, I heard a muffled snicker from behind. Turning around, I narrowed my eyes at the culprit. “What’s so funny?”

            Mike looked constipated as he tried to control himself not to laugh. “Nothing…”

            Nothing my ass.

            “And who is this handsome young man?” Mrs. Parkerson asked. She shouldn’t have done that; he eats compliments for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

            Mike smiled dazzlingly, showing his pearly white teeth and went around me. “Piacere di conoscerla (Nice to meet you)," he said in his native tongue, taking Mrs. Parkerson’s hand and placing a kiss on her knuckles. He was really pushing it. “My name is Mike Lombardi, Charlie’s boyfriend.”

            Mrs. Parkerson giggled like a school girl. Oh, geez. “My, Charlie. Not only is this boy handsome, but a gentleman too...”

            “More like a suck up…” I heard someone grumble from behind, and far too familiar that I could place a face to go along with that voice. For now, I’ll just ignore it, because it’s not worth to act juvenile right now, not in front of his parents who I adored so much. I needed to be cool.