Called by the Bear - The Next Generation - Part 1 by V. Vaughn

Author:V. Vaughn [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2019-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

7

Madison

My new roommate, Josie, kicks the door shut behind her as she leaves to go shower. Thank god, because she smells worse than a boy's locker room. I frown as I wonder if the odd girl and I are really going to get along. She's got some serious baggage I can't quite figure out, and I like to think I'm pretty good at reading people. At first I thought she might have come from some rough inner-city neighborhood, but her accent is nondescript like an educated New Englander. And she apologized for teasing me too much, which makes me think at some point she learned manners. But she's definitely acting as if she needs me to believe she's tough.

The knife she had… I shake my head when I think about how Josie threw it at me as if she was testing me. If I didn't have great reflexes it would have hit me. It for sure freaked me out. Who carries something like that? Maybe she thought she'd need it on the bus. My laptop chimes as I turn it on to check out the orientation schedule. There's an ice breaker scheduled for the transfer students. While I doubt Josie will want to go, I suppose I should ask her.

I let out a sigh and get water from the fridge. It's hot, but at least there's a nice breeze coming through our window, and last night the temperatures dropped to make sleeping comfortable. Cold liquid soothes my throat as I drink, and the image of my mother standing in front of our open refrigerator door acting dramatic about the heat makes me smile before sadness sets in. My mother loved to laugh and could make any situation humorous. My throat tightens because I miss her so much. Before tears come, I take another sip of water to calm myself.

My mother was diagnosed with lung cancer four years ago. And when she got really sick, I delayed my college education to care for her as well as spend as much time with her as I could. She died last spring, leaving me with just an ex-stepfather for family. And since he and my mother divorced when I was twelve and he never felt like I was his real daughter, he's faded out of my life. The sad reality is I'm alone.

Mom never told me who my real father was and said it was a relationship that was never meant to be. It never mattered much to me until she was gone. So when I found her shoebox full of love letters from a guy she was dating around the time she got pregnant with me, I got curious. I looked up the name and found that the man who I think is my biological father is still living in Orono. Since my mother and this man had gone to school here at the University of Maine, I decided it was the perfect place for me to resume my education.

Only now that I'm here, I fear I may have come all this way for nothing.

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