It was a woman’s voice. It had been years since I last heard it and seriously, I never thought that my mother would call me out of all the people I had been expecting to contact me.
“M-Mom?” I almost croaked, covering my mouth to not let her hear the sobs that were urging to escape.
“My Calypso… I am so sorry for only contacting you right now.” Her voice was soothing, making me want to cry even more, but this time, it was out of happiness. She then added, “I heard what happened to your father and I had been with you when you needed someone. Still… Do you want to come live with me?”
“W-What?” I questioned. “I-I think I didn’t h-hear you right, Mom.”
I wanted to confirm that what I heard was right because it would be embarrassing if I took it the wrong way. Besides, she was already happy
