I then walked back into the store where I had seen my mother. I had so many questions I wanted to ask her. I knew in order to start my new life I would have to let go of my old life, but I had to see her one last time in order to go on. So I went back to that store I saw her in, I knew this was the only place I knew of to start looking for her. I approached the cashier.
"May I help you?" She smiled.
"Do you by any chance know of a woman named Sara L..." I then remembered that she had remarried and changed her last name, "Dubune." I replied. The cashier thought for a moment.
"Why yes, she comes in from time to time." She smiled brightly.
"Do you know where she lives?" I asked desperately.
"I do, but I can't give you that information, I'm sorry." She replied a little scared of me.
"Please, you don't understand. She's my mother, and I have to see her, please." I begged. I had been waiting forever to see her, and I was so close. The cashier could see the desperation in my eyes, and eventually gave in. She wrote the address on a small piece of paper and handed it to me. My face lit up, and I soon got a cab and was on my way. My heart leaped and my heart pounded on the ride there.
The cab soon stopped by this enormous mansion. It was gorgeous, and elegant. I suddenly had second thoughts, but I came to far to turn back now. I walked up to the white door and knocked. A small girl with blonde hair opened the door.
"Hi is your mother home?" I said sweetly.
"Honey I thought I told you never to open the door to..." A woman's voice came down the hall. It was my mother and as she saw me her face turned white, and pale, "strangers." She finished her sentence. "Come in." She replied as she took the little girl by the hand. She escorted me to the living room and I seated myself on the couch.
"Go play in your room Cara," She said softly to the young girl. As soon as Cara was out of sight she drew her attention back at me.
"If it's money you want..." She said bitterly and unlovingly.
"It's not that." I spoke up upset that she would even think that.
"Then what?"
"I just...I just had to see you one more time." I whispered. I thought of how different she looked. Her hair had become a little white, but she was still the most elegant creature I had ever seen.
"How's your father?" She asked. Her attitude toward me had softened.
"Dead." I bowed my head.
"I'm sorry he...he was a good man." She replied a little uncomfortable.
"Then why did you leave him?" I replied in an angry uncontrollable tone.
"I had never been poor in my life, I didn't know how too." She tried to explain.
"So you left us, and married...Mr. Dubune." I replied hatefully. She didn't have anything to say. "You don't know what it was like. I had the hardest time trusting people after that, I was always scared that they would leave me. I guess money is all that really matters in the world today, isn't it Mama?"
"I'm so sorry Candice, you don't even know how much I am. But please don't ever think money's all that matters. I loved your father and I regret leaving him everyday of my life." She replied. Tears were now pouring from her face, smearing her refined makeup. We had nothing else to say to each other, so I left without a good bye, without another word, just as she once did to me.
