My stressful afternoon hadn't allowed me to forget about my promise to Madison to reconcile on our current situation. As soon as I step out of the semi-crowded elevator, I can't help but feel nervous, thinking about her reaction to my proposal to get along with her. My nerves are all coiled in the pit of my stomach and the sudden sight of Madison's mom down the hall only made me jolt, wanting to run to pretend I didn't see her.
But that would defeat the purpose of me wanting to reconcile with her, wouldn't it?
I fight against my nerves and leisurely stand in front of Madison's mom, thinking of a way to start the conversation.
The uncomforting silence that awkwardly hangs in the air could have been experienced with any person. Madison's vibrancy knew no bounds and I was always consoled w
