Caren didn’t seem to notice, as she was telling me something, but I couldn’t concentrate. Soon, my mother noticed me. She looked surprised and hurried toward me. Caren then saw her.
“Oh, Kate, fancy meeting you here.” Caren said it casually as her hand was coupled with mine, and she stood close to me. It didn’t seem intimate, but my mother was perceptive as she looked me in the eye. She ignored Caren and asked me directly, “What are you doing with her?”
I wasn’t backing down now. “Well, Caren wanted to go shopping, so I brought her here,” I replied with a firm tone. My mother was again surprised seeing how I was with Caren.
Caren then said, “Is that your husband, Kate? You have bought yourself a nice old man.”
What! Now why the fuck would she say that? My mom’s brows twitched as she turned to Caren, “Yes, he is, and he isn’t that old.”
“Is that so? Well, congratulations then.”
My mom’s face grew more serious as she said, “Will you remove your hand from my son’s?”
Caren pouted as she replied, “What’s wrong, Kate? Lucas is being such a nice gentleman, taking me out on a date. I was just holding his arm. What’s the harm in that?”
Caren! What are you doing? I screamed internally. Why was she making her angry? Though I have to say, it was nice to get on her nerves. And that fucking geezer was standing behind mom checking out Caren. He looked at me, and I was sure he seemed envious. Fucking sicko.
I intervened and said, “Caren, why don’t you go and select your dresses, and I will talk with my mom and join you.”
Caren agreed and before leaving, she kissed me on the cheek and said, “I will be waiting in the lingerie store.”
She was definitely doing this for fun.
After she left, my mom’s glare returned to me. “Where were you? I called and texted you, but you didn’t respond. I was worried about you.”
Whoa. She was diving straight in.
I replied, “What do you mean, worried? I thought I didn’t exist for you. The last time I checked you didn’t even know my presence in the house.”
That man didn’t know when to talk or when to shut up. And yes, he came forward and said, “Lucas, you are being a selfish brat. Can’t you see she’s worried about you? She has been nagging all day to go to the police too.”
Now why would she do that? But I don’t care, though.
“It’s between her and me. You don’t need to interfere.”
“Lucas, you are being unreasonable,” said my mother.
I scoffed and said, “Mom, you were clear on what you wanted, and I am starting to see my own path too, so it would be better if we both minded our own business.”
My mom’s expression turned grim, and she took my hand. “I’m sorry, Lucas. I know I wasn’t a mother to you all those years, and after you left I understood how much I missed you. You are the only family I have.”
Fuck! Now she was making me feel bad. She talks as if she loves me, but she does things as she likes.
“And again, I am a woman and I have needs, and well, I could have been there for you, given you anything you wanted.”
Then I said, firmly, “If you want me back, then you need to send that man out of the house. If you do that, I might come back.”
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