A Step Further
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
"What about this one?" Abby held up a little pink outfit. Ria made a face.
"No pink" she said, shifting her three month old daughter to her other arm. They were shopping for new clothes for Ailleen, as she'd recently outgrown her other things. Ria and Abby had actually become rather close over the past three months. When Ria had invited Abby out the first time, about a week after Ailleen had been born, Abby wasn't sure how they would get along, but she was quickly learning that everyone got along with Ria.
"Okay, how about this one then?" she replied, holding up a pastel green outfit.
"Oooh, we like that one, don't we Ailleen?" the new mother said, taking the outfit from Abby and placing it in the cart.
"Well, I think that's enough" Ria said, indicating Abby should push the cart to the register.
"But we've only got three outfits!" Abby half heartedly objected, knowing it wouldn't matter to Ria. She never spent more money than was absolutely necessary. Not to say she was a miser, she was just very careful of her money, which was understandable considering the situation she had just recently gotten herself out of.
"You know, I was thinking about what you had said about your mother" Ria started when they'd ordered their lunch at a near by restaraunt. Abby had told her the story the last time they'd gone out, last week. She hadn't really said anything after ward, but Luka told her she rarely voiced her opinion right away. She took a long time to think things out, which was one of the things Luka loved about her, because he rarely took any time to think about things.
"You feel like she is the last person worthy of taking care of Eric right now, because she's never been dependable, and you can't imagine how she would be now. Besides which, you think she's turning Eric against you, you who practically raised him" she continued, checking on Ailleen who was asleep in her carrier on the chair next to Ria.
"But, I've been thinking about it from the other way. Your mother probably realizes how much she let you down when you were younger. But now your brother has a problem that she understands. Something she's been through, and she probably wants to help him to make up for what she didn't do when you were young. She may not realize that's her motive, but it's a common thing among....well, frankly, bad mothers. I think...I think you should let her do what she can. I think you'll find that she's not quite as irresponsible as she once was. As for Eric, well" she paused as the waiter put her salad in front of her, "You're going to have to let him know that you're sorry, that you don't feel jealous, even if you do, and that should he ever want your help, or to even just talk, you're around, without pressuring him" Abby wasn't sure that was what she'd wanted to hear. Ria was a psychologist, though, so she probably knew what she was talking about. Besides, she had an amazing ability to read into people, just like Luka claimed. Abby bit into her sandwich, silently thinking about everything Ria had told her. She knew she had a point, and it rankled her. Then she smiled. It was amazing how, in only three months, she'd come to love Ria.
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
"What about this one?" Abby held up a little pink outfit. Ria made a face.
"No pink" she said, shifting her three month old daughter to her other arm. They were shopping for new clothes for Ailleen, as she'd recently outgrown her other things. Ria and Abby had actually become rather close over the past three months. When Ria had invited Abby out the first time, about a week after Ailleen had been born, Abby wasn't sure how they would get along, but she was quickly learning that everyone got along with Ria.
"Okay, how about this one then?" she replied, holding up a pastel green outfit.
"Oooh, we like that one, don't we Ailleen?" the new mother said, taking the outfit from Abby and placing it in the cart.
"Well, I think that's enough" Ria said, indicating Abby should push the cart to the register.
"But we've only got three outfits!" Abby half heartedly objected, knowing it wouldn't matter to Ria. She never spent more money than was absolutely necessary. Not to say she was a miser, she was just very careful of her money, which was understandable considering the situation she had just recently gotten herself out of.
"You know, I was thinking about what you had said about your mother" Ria started when they'd ordered their lunch at a near by restaraunt. Abby had told her the story the last time they'd gone out, last week. She hadn't really said anything after ward, but Luka told her she rarely voiced her opinion right away. She took a long time to think things out, which was one of the things Luka loved about her, because he rarely took any time to think about things.
"You feel like she is the last person worthy of taking care of Eric right now, because she's never been dependable, and you can't imagine how she would be now. Besides which, you think she's turning Eric against you, you who practically raised him" she continued, checking on Ailleen who was asleep in her carrier on the chair next to Ria.
"But, I've been thinking about it from the other way. Your mother probably realizes how much she let you down when you were younger. But now your brother has a problem that she understands. Something she's been through, and she probably wants to help him to make up for what she didn't do when you were young. She may not realize that's her motive, but it's a common thing among....well, frankly, bad mothers. I think...I think you should let her do what she can. I think you'll find that she's not quite as irresponsible as she once was. As for Eric, well" she paused as the waiter put her salad in front of her, "You're going to have to let him know that you're sorry, that you don't feel jealous, even if you do, and that should he ever want your help, or to even just talk, you're around, without pressuring him" Abby wasn't sure that was what she'd wanted to hear. Ria was a psychologist, though, so she probably knew what she was talking about. Besides, she had an amazing ability to read into people, just like Luka claimed. Abby bit into her sandwich, silently thinking about everything Ria had told her. She knew she had a point, and it rankled her. Then she smiled. It was amazing how, in only three months, she'd come to love Ria.