Asteria
It’s Saturday; I grab a glass of juice and a plate and head outside to my favorite spot. Sitting down at the patio table, I gaze out over the mountains while I eat. It has been eight years since we escaped and made our way to Haven. So much has changed, and it’s all for the better, especially for Mom.
She is a different person now, and I want her to be happy. Speaking of her, she comes out the back door with her coffee and sits with me.
I look at her cautiously. “Mom, I would like to talk to you about a sensitive topic.” “Sweetheart, you can always talk to me about anything.” “I want you to be happy, Mom.” “I am happy, dear.” “What I mean, Mom, have you ever considered having a mate?” I see her cringe a little bit.
She takes a deep breath and replies. “Sweetie, you kno
