Anagram by Sienna Grant

Anagram by Sienna Grant

Author:Sienna Grant [Grant, Sienna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-15T23:00:00+00:00


Thirty-Four

Reagan

“Have you ever trusted someone you probably shouldn’t have?” I ask my mom while she’s preparing dinner.

“Many times. Why, is there something wrong?” She stops what she’s doing and looks at me.

“If I said I’m not sure, would it even make sense? Surely I should be able to judge if someone can’t be trusted.”

Mom takes a pot from the stove and places it on the counter before turning back to me. “Reagan, have you ever heard the term ‘a sheep in wolf’s clothing’?”

“Yeah, I’ve heard of it. But do you think someone can really hide that much of themselves?’

“Yes. I do.” Mom nods and keeps working on dinner.

I watch as she moves around her kitchen with fluidity. Mom is in her element when she cooks. She always baked when we were younger, and still does. Her brownies are the best.

“They’re good at it too. They know exactly what they’re doing,” Mom continues. “Who is this anyway, anyone I know?”

“Oh, just someone at work.” I wave it off as insignificant. I don’t want to say too much since she’s met Margie, and I don’t want my mom to think I’m a bitch. But I swear Margie’s does things just to aggravate me. And it’s becoming more frequent. Was I reading too much into all of this? Was I being paranoid?

I watch as Mom pours the vegetables into a serving dish and holds it out to me. “Take those to the table for me, please?”

I take the dish into the dining room, placing it in the middle of the table.

When I go back into the kitchen, more dishes are waiting to be brought out. I think my mom sometimes forgets it’s only the three of us for dinner. You could feed the homeless on our leftovers. I go to take another dish, but my mom stops me, covering my hand with hers. “Is this person really bothering you, Reagan? I’ve never seen you let someone get to you like this.”

She’s right. I’ve never let anyone get into my head like this, and I don’t understand it at all.

“Yes.” I busy myself with setting the table and hoped that she wouldn’t ask me anything else.

Once the dishes were placed down, we went back to the kitchen and while she poured the gravy from the pot into a boat, mom took it out while I grabbed the plates, then went back for the water jug and glasses.

The front door shuts with a bang. I was so caught up in my own head that it makes me jump. I looked up and see Hayden strutting in. He greets mom with a kiss before taking his seat grabbing a plate. I sit down across from him and mom takes her place at the end. Once grace has been said, we dig in. All my thoughts on Margie are temporarily pushed to the back of my mind while I eat with my family.

Once dinner is over, I help Mom clean up.

Hayden comes rushing into the kitchen and kisses Mom’s cheek.



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