“Dani, I haven’t heard from you in two days. Are you alright?” Mom asks when I don’t say anything immediately.

Somehow, she always knows there is something wrong, always. It’s almost as if she has a sixth sense for it.

“Mom, I don’t know what to do.” I say softly, because no matter what I do, it doesn’t seem to work out.

Walking over to the window, I scan the parking lot before going on. “I had sex with my boss last night. But what is worse is the fact that he has a girlfriend.” As I say it, I sigh and turn around to face her.

“Oh, honey.” She...