Lonely Boy
Oh, oh-oh I got a love that keeps me waiting
“How’s he doing?” I ask Mom when she gets in the car.
She smiles. “He’s doing well; he’s gotten a lot better.”
Mom loves it when her patients improve. She knows it’s a process, but she never gives up. I can’t help but admire her for that.
“Mom, what –,” I say before she cuts me off. “Mila, honey, I’ve told you before that I can’t tell you about what is discussed. He’ll tell you when he’s ready.”
I sigh and lean my head against the cold glass window.
She smiles. “He’s doing well; he’s gotten a lot better.”
Mom loves it when her patients improve. She knows it’s a process, but she never gives up. I can’t help but admire her for that.
“Mom, what –,” I say before she cuts me off. “Mila, honey, I’ve told you before that I can’t tell you about what is discussed. He’ll tell you when he’s ready.”
I sigh and lean my head against the cold glass window.
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filler, sorrrrrry :(but in other news, i decided to start over with daisy may. the chapters will be a lot longer than what they were previously, which were like the ones in this story. i'll hopefully have the first chapter up soon!
and thanks so much for the comments! i keep forgetting to mention how thankful i am for them :)