Our First Dance by P Nelson

Author:P Nelson [Nelson, P]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-11T05:00:00+00:00

Tuesday…

“Hello, mom.” Calla said as she came in through the back door of her parents’ house and saw Evie cooking at the stove. She could smell roast beef in the oven. “You didn’t have to do anything fancy for me”, Calla exclaimed as she put her purse and her keys down on the kitchen counter beside the door.

“I just thought it would be nice to have your favourite. I know you’ve been put out with us.” Evie came across the kitchen and enfolded Calla in a long hug.

Calla stood back and shrugged out of her coat. “I’m not angry with you Evie; it’s Sarah who needs to broaden her horizons. Honestly, I don’t understand her at all.” Calla folded her jacket over one of the kitchen chairs and looked at the pots on the stove. “Is there anything I can help with?” She hadn’t wanted to come, but when Flynn found out she was avoiding her moms all week he stepped in. It was the first time she had really disagreed with any of his Dom edicts, and she had earned herself another twenty smacks. Her butt tingled at the thought of Flynn landing all those blows on her tomorrow, disciplining her hard for all the little transgressions she had made. Calla had to ask Evie to repeat herself.

“No, I’m fine. Why don’t you go in and speak with Sarah. I think she’s watching the hockey game.” Evie said as she pressed a glass of lemonade in her hand.

“Great”, Calla murmured and went through to the small living room. Sarah was sitting in her favourite chair with the hockey game playing on the TV. Her mom appeared to be completely engrossed watching the players skate around the ice and collide with one another. Calla breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the couch sipping her lemonade and wishing Flynn hadn’t demanded she come and try to make things right with her mom.

The first few bars of a familiar ad started, and Sarah pressed the mute button on the remote. Calla could feel her mom staring at her, but she decided she wanted to be stubborn. Just because she was a psychologist didn’t mean she couldn’t exhibit the classic symptoms of toddler behaviour.

“I’m not going to apologise”, Sarah stated.

Calla turned to her mom and knew she was frowning but didn’t care. “Since you raised me, I find it hard to believe that you think I’d apologise to you.”

Sarah sniffed and pursed her lips. “I’m not apologising for telling you what I think is right. Too many people are afraid to say the things that need to be said and repeat the things that have already been said. I want you to know that even though I can’t support you in this lifestyle, I’m here for you no matter what happens.” She looked back at the TV.

Setting the glass of lemonade down on the coffee table, Calla watched as Sarah picked the remote up again and turned the sound back on.

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