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A Little More Personal
Leaving
Jenny Barton, my mother of almost twenty-three years, stared with tear-filled eyes. "But, baby . . ."
"Mama, I'll be back."
"You said that before you left with John. It took you five years to come back."
"I'm just going to see Jamie. I promised I'd come visit her and her family."
"Will you be back in time for the fourth of July?"
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Good. Alright, I'll tell your father where you went."
"I'll call when I'm heading back."
"Okay. I love you, Reece. Be careful."
"I will, and I love you, too, Mama."
Deborah rose to her feet and gazed at me. "Where are you heading?"
"I told my friend I'd visit."
"When will you be back?"
"I'm not sure. Soon, I guess."
I carried my suitcase to my car, put my luggage in the trunk, and turned to open the door. But Jay was already holding it open for me. I forced a quick smile and ducked into the car. He pushed the door shut as I started the engine; I looked at him once he bent to be even with the window.
"Be careful, okay?"
"Always am."
"I'm sorry. I'll explain everything when you get back."
"Fine. Bye."
"Bye."
"Aunt Reece!"
"Oh, hey, Clarissa! Where's your mommy?"
"Mommy! Aunt Reece is here!"
Kyle came running into the entry hall, screaming my name excitedly. I scooped him up and spun around in circles; he screeched, laughing, and I sat him down. Jamie hugged me tightly.
"Hey, how are you? Come on in. Sheesh. Texas has done you justice. Your hair!"
"I'm doing fine. Thank you. What's wrong with my hair?"
"It's vibrant and has blonde streaks."
"Constant sun exposure."
"Clarissa, quit taking your brother's toys."
"But, Mommy, this is my dollie."
"That's his dump truck."
"Fine. I give it back."
"Good girl. And say sorry."
"Yes, Mommy."
I grinned. "Hey, Mommy, may I check my e-mails?"
"Yes, idiot."
To: Taresa Barton
From: Jack Hoff
Subject: Hey:)
Long time, no speak. Sorry. I've been crazy-busy lately. But I'm back now. If you get this before 3pm, sign into the chat. I'll be there.
-Jack.
"Mama, I'll be back."
"You said that before you left with John. It took you five years to come back."
"I'm just going to see Jamie. I promised I'd come visit her and her family."
"Will you be back in time for the fourth of July?"
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Good. Alright, I'll tell your father where you went."
"I'll call when I'm heading back."
"Okay. I love you, Reece. Be careful."
"I will, and I love you, too, Mama."
Deborah rose to her feet and gazed at me. "Where are you heading?"
"I told my friend I'd visit."
"When will you be back?"
"I'm not sure. Soon, I guess."
I carried my suitcase to my car, put my luggage in the trunk, and turned to open the door. But Jay was already holding it open for me. I forced a quick smile and ducked into the car. He pushed the door shut as I started the engine; I looked at him once he bent to be even with the window.
"Be careful, okay?"
"Always am."
"I'm sorry. I'll explain everything when you get back."
"Fine. Bye."
"Bye."
"Aunt Reece!"
"Oh, hey, Clarissa! Where's your mommy?"
"Mommy! Aunt Reece is here!"
Kyle came running into the entry hall, screaming my name excitedly. I scooped him up and spun around in circles; he screeched, laughing, and I sat him down. Jamie hugged me tightly.
"Hey, how are you? Come on in. Sheesh. Texas has done you justice. Your hair!"
"I'm doing fine. Thank you. What's wrong with my hair?"
"It's vibrant and has blonde streaks."
"Constant sun exposure."
"Clarissa, quit taking your brother's toys."
"But, Mommy, this is my dollie."
"That's his dump truck."
"Fine. I give it back."
"Good girl. And say sorry."
"Yes, Mommy."
I grinned. "Hey, Mommy, may I check my e-mails?"
"Yes, idiot."
To: Taresa Barton
From: Jack Hoff
Subject: Hey:)
Long time, no speak. Sorry. I've been crazy-busy lately. But I'm back now. If you get this before 3pm, sign into the chat. I'll be there.
-Jack.