Sure she'd come like a damn wildcat, but that was just her letting her body go and enjoy what we were doing, it was her mind or more importantly her heart into it at all? I needed to know, but was afraid of not just feeling like a fool, but upsetting her. If mom felt I couldn't put this behind us she would feel as if she had done something wrong to me and blame herself.

I rubbed my eyes and sighed in frustration. I was exhausted, but no way could I sleep. I decided to let my mind drift in hopes either I would reach a decision or sleep...