Chapter 2
Mitchie sat anxiously by the phone. She was startled when it rang. She immediately picked it up.
"Mitchie?"
She was expecting Shane. But it wasn't him. It was her mother. Of course it was her mother! How could Shane finish reading a thousand pages and call so soon? Was he even reading them? Mitchie hated herself for waiting for him.
"Mom!" she said, surprised.
"Honey, are you all right?"
"Yeah." she lied. "How's Sasha?"
"She's okay, I guess…Unusually quiet, though."
Mitchie sighed.
"Honey what happened?"
"Mom, I said I'll tell you when I'm ready."
"Mitchie…It's Shane, isn't it?"
"Mom." she said, cutting off her mother. "I have to fix things first and then I'll tell you."
"Is that mommy?" she heard Sasha ask.
"Yes Honey, it's mommy." Connie said. "Do you want to talk to her?"
Mitchie grimaced at the thought. She couldn't bear to hear her daughter cry. She wanted to put the phone down but it was too late.
"Mommy?" a tiny voice said on the other line.
"Hi sweetheart!" Mitchie said forcing herself to sound cheerful. "How are you doing?"
"I'm okay." Sasha replied. "I'm just…sad."
Mitchie sighed. She knew how her daughter was feeling.
"Mommy, when are going to get me?"
Mitchie didn't know what to say.
"I don't know, sweetheart." she said.
She heard Sasha cry louder and it just broke her heart even more.
"Soon." she said again, hoping it would make things better.
"Later?" Sasha asked.
"Mommy has to go now. I'll call back, I promise." she said and immediately put the phone down.
Mitchie breathed heavily then she cupped her face in her hands and started crying. But this time she couldn't seem to stop.