Becky and Sierra were laying on the bed together watching TV when there was a soft knock on the door. "Are you expecting anyone love?"

"No...are you?"

"Not that I know of."

"I'll see who it is." Sierra got off the bed and walked over to open the door, shocked to see who was standing there. "Mom? What are you doing here?"

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Sarah Moore stood there smiling at her daughter. "May I come in sweetheart?"

"Uhm...yeah...sure, come on in." Sierra replied, stepping back so her mother could walk in the room.

"Becky, hello."

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Becky quickly stood up, hiding her surprise with a smile. "Hello Mrs. Moore. How are you doing?" She asked, glancing at Sierra who just shrugged.

"I'm well dear and please...call me Sarah."

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Sierra walked over and stood next to Becky. "Mom I don't mean to sound rude or anything but...what exactly are you doing here? Does dad know you're here?"

"Yes, he knows and he's not happy about it but I can't help that. I came to talk to you sweetheart."

"If you're here to try and talk me into going back home..."

"I'm not. I know that even if I was, it wouldn't do me any good. I actually came here to talk to you both." Sarah said, smiling at them. "It was a long flight and I am rather hungry...how about I take you two girls out to dinner?"

"Uhm...it's alright with me. Becky?"

"That's fine with me love."

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"Mom I don't want to keep asking you the same thing over and over again or seem like I'm not happy to see you but...what exactly are you doing here?" Sierra asked once they were seated inside the restaurant and had placed their orders.

"I'm here to apologize to you sweetheart...to both of you actually. When I first found out that you were together, I was heartbroken."

"Most of that is my fault and I'm sorry mom. I should have found a better way to tell you." Sierra stated, reaching across the table to take her mother's hand and she gave it a gentle squeeze.

"No matter how you would have told me I still would have been heartbroken because I believe that a woman shouldn't be with another woman. Your father and I raised you to believe the same way sweetheart but...I would have to be blind to not see how happy you are with Becky."

"I'm very happy with her mom, happier than I've ever been." Sierra said, reaching under the table to grab Becky's hand that was now resting on her knee.

"I love your daughter Mrs...I mean Sarah. She means a lot to me and I'm doing my best to make sure she's happy."

Sarah started to say something but stopped when the waitress arrived with their food. "I'm very happy to hear that Becky. I still believe that two women together is wrong but...you're my daughter Sierra and I love you and I'll support you no matter what. Your father on the other hand..."

"Dad is never going to accept it and I know that mom. He's never wanted to accept much of anything when it comes to me." Sierra stated and her mother sighed.

"Sweetheart your father was raised even more old school than I was. He was taught to believe that a woman's place is in the kitchen or wherever else her husband demands that she be. So your being with another woman is something he just doesn't know how to respond to other than negatively. That doesn't mean that he doesn't love you though because your father will always love you."

Tears fell from her eyes as Sierra stood up and walked over to hug her mother. "I love you mom."

"I love you too sweetheart. Now let's eat so we can go back to the hotel and I can spend some time with both of you before my flight tomorrow afternoon."