Amanda’s POV
I close my eyes and try to think of my happy place. Currently I picture myself on a beach in Maui, alone, with the turtle and the bird that I had recently written/painted. There will be a book launch in early November, perfect for the holiday season gift giving. But that is almost 2 months away. Right now it’s Labor Day weekend and my dad is grilling kabobs for dinner.
Mother is still ‘not talking’ to me. She seems to expect Mark and I to apologize for disrespecting her at Marks birthday party months ago. And by ‘not talking’, she means she tells me she’s not talking to me, while actually telling me constantly about how rude and obnoxious Mark and I are, and comparing us unfavorably to Lindsey and Derrick whom she claims always treat her with the respect and deferenc
